My maternal grandfather was a huge Cubs fan, and my mother
went to games at Wrigley Field during her childhood, but I had never been
there. When I mentioned to Travalon that I had always wanted to go to a game
there, he said, “That’s a pretty easy item to take off your bucket list.” He
found tickets for this past Saturday, and we drove down to Chicago to see the
game. We parked in the ‘burbs and took the train in, which was an adventure
unto itself. The train stopped for quite a while with no explanation, and we
thought we’d be late, but we only missed the top of the first inning.
Wrigley Field is a very beautiful field, very green with an
old scoreboard where they still change the numbers by hand. On the rooftops all
around the field there are more bleachers for people to watch the games. We sat
by some Phillies fans, and although we are not from Chicago ourselves, we got
really invested in the game and hoped the Cubs would win. And they did! It was
a close game, but they won by one run. (Say that five times fast.)
After the game Travalon and I went downtown for dinner at a
place called Chuck’s Mechanics or something like that, where you build your own
dinner, then we went to the water taxis, but those had stopped running at 8:00.
We admired the lights of downtown Chicago and then headed to our hotel rooms
(separate of course, until next May) in Waukegan. I’ll continue with our
Chicago adventures tomorrow.
Famous Hat
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And the Cubbies actually won!
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