This morning I called my 85 year-old Gramps, a lifelong Cubs fan. He was on Cloud 9. I asked him, "Did you ever think you'd see the day when the Cubs won the world series?!?" Immediately he bursted out, "NO!" He went on to tell me how grateful he was to see the game AND watch it with 3 generations of his family. Just a few hours before the game, he expected to watch the game alone. My Uncle Doug (a Cards fan, boo!) and Granny were supposed to be on a plane and their flight was cancelled last minute due to Chicago weather! Then, my cousin, Casey, (also a Cards fan...we have a family breakdown in baseball) drove hours to surprise my Gramps so he wouldn't have to watch the game alone. AND YET, Gramps was able to share the best sports night of his long life with his wife, son, and grandson.
Divine. Epic.
The whole thing is epic.
We've waited a long time, friends. Time to buy all the newspapers and World Series gear and share all the memes and celebrate for the next year. For now, I need a third cup of coffee!