Cubbie Sunday

Quite by accident, today has become a Cubbie Sunday. Woke up just in time for the end of the national anthem at Wrigley. It wasn't even like I had planned on watching the game; I just turned on the TV for ambient teeth-brushing noise. And Cubs games make awesome ambient noise. Since I wrote some thesis last night and it was raining to hard to walk up to the library, I just flopped onto the couch and watched the Cubs spank the Pirates. It feels awesome to loaf on the squishy couch, dozing, listening to the thunder. So much better than religiously checking my Cub widget.

When I got home from mass, nuked some Indian for dinner, turned on the ambient noise, and it is the WGN 60th Anniversary special on the Cubs. It's so funny, because I have only been a fan for a year, but it is so much fun, so exciting. Good thing to have on in the background as I prep my menu and calendar for the week. Good to do sun salutations and stretches to. Good to sort through paperwork to. At least until after gym prime time hours.

There is something about Cubbie ball in particular (I don't find other games as much fun), and especially home games (with the ivy and Eamus Catuli sign), that is oddly familiar because its theatrical. Great energy, emotion, positivity. More than anything, it's the sense of community. Like everyone is in on it or something. It's sort of like opening night, because regardless of the miserable details, people are present and collective and such.