So today I was having a conversation with my boss about how a challenge Cubs fans will have going forward is to stay humble, and grateful and appreciative for our new found greatness. For a second I thought, he might have a point. For a second I said. Then I remembered that reward there is no other fan base that has walked in our tortured, tear soaked shoes. It’s easy to say that as a fan base we are over the top. It’s easy to say that when you are from the outside looking in. But I don’t think we are. I think us die hards, us bleeding blue Warriors, us “there’s always next year” chanters have taken our share of abuse and we are truly celebratory every single day since our “THAT DAY”. I am so happy that I have found a new group of friends, people that know what it feels like to have entirely too much baseball knowledge up top, to know how spending your monthly data plan on watching baseball on your phone, people that can seriously banter Cubs baseball at anytime about any given subject within the topic. It took me entirely too long to find this group being that I have been in this city for 20 years. 20 years of putting up with all the abuse, comments, badly worded t-shirts, and dress down days of only wearing red (don’t worry I have that covered this year). I don’t forsee myself becoming unappreciative of what this team has accomplished because as far as I’m concerned there’s still a long ways to go. And I won’t soon forget where we came from to get there. Until next time….. Best.