There was no better way for the curse to end. The Chicago Cubs won their first World Series in 108 years last night, in perhaps the most exciting baseball game of all time. I inherited my Cubs fandom from my father, so for me, the final out that sealed the game was joyful, exhilarating and ecstatic. But it was nowhere near as good as the Game 7 that preceded it.
The first thing I did after Chicago won was call my dad, Tom Arthur. He’s been a Cubs fan his whole life. Born on the north side of the city, he moved to the suburbs around 1945. He remembers being excited about the prospect of living near Phil Cavarretta, a postseason stalwart for the last great run of Cubs teams. (Coincidentally, current Cubs first baseman Anthony Rizzo wears the same number 44 as Cavarretta). The 1945 season was the last time the Cubs made the World Series until this year, and for much of the time in between, they simply weren’t very good. – READ MORE
