You know my personal goal for this blog is to describe what it feels like to be a fan of the Chicago Cubs.
Well, I found an email I sent to some buddies in Chicago while we were flying around on that big production trip recently, and part of it describes a wonderful little experience I had. It also sort of describes what yesterday's game felt like...
I actually slept for 6 hours straight last night, my body clock is finally adjusted!
Which must mean it’s time for a night shoot followed by back to back 13 hour plane rides!
Back when we left Marrakesh...you know I chew gum all day long, right?
When the flavor’s gone and I’m on a plane, I throw the spent gum into one of those little white airplane throw-up bags.
So I found my throw-up bag, and worked my hand down in there to open it up.
Unfortunately, the guy who sat in my seat on the flight before me was a throw-up bag user too, because SURPRISE! there was a semi-fresh, giant green loogie in there.
I pulled my hand out and it was attached to a loopy string of 3rd World spit-snot.
Shock and reflex made me immediately wipe the hand on the empty seat next to me.
A minute later a flight attendant came by and said, “Why are you crying?”
Well, that's exactly what yesterday's 5-13 loss to the Diamondbacks felt like to me.
Now, it's time to forget that one and just move on, eh?