I had a terrible dream the other night. I was at a Cubs-Marlins game in Wrigley Field, sitting in the bleachers behind Bill Murray.
The Cubs had built a huge lead, maybe seven or eight runs. Then when the Marlins came back out on the field in the fourth or fifth inning they were suddenly all wearing the ugly brown road uniforms of the 1984 San Diego Padres.
Naturally, the Cubs blew their huge lead and I woke up terrified. I hope that by posting about this now I am not jinxing anything but, rather, exorcising the demons of past Cubs failures to clear the way for the euphoria of a pennant victory. I don’t believe in jinxes, anyway.
Especially after that nightmare.