Yeah it's a couple days early but this is my St. Patrick's Day post.
While "Corned Beef and Cubbage" sounds derogatory, this is actually an optimistic post.
Because when I thought about this one, I also thought about all the negative things we've all said about the Cubs over the years.
And I'm starting to wonder what some of them sound like if you simply say them differently.
Almost like the opposite of what it normally means.
Like when something typically horrible happens with our favorite team.
You might shake your head and spit out, "Another Cubbie Occurance."
Well, imagine it's a year or two from now (or so).
Imagine after something typically amazing happens.
Maybe the day Javier Baez finally becomes the first one to hit the scoreboard with a massive homer to beat the Cardinals in September.
"A Cubby Occurance!" might be said with a smile or even enthusiasm.
I have a vivid memory from 2003, when the Cubs seemed to be magic and I accidentally allowed my mind to wander around in World Series possibility.
It was a late September and I was standing at the top of the steps on the back porch looking at the sunset and thinking about starting the grill and I was by myself and suddenly thought holy God what if they actually do it.
That's such a dizzy thought when it's real.
The horizon got all fuzzy.
Had to sit right down on the floor or I was gonna fall down the stairs.
Imagine Anthony Rizzo in his fiercely casual stance smoking a double in the gap and knocking in 2 in a game that counts. Or Albert Almora making an impossible catch on an Andrew McCutchen sinking liner and shutting up everyone in Pittsburgh.
"Cubbery!" you might yell.
Think about the day you might say, "Wait til next year" but it means something completely different.
Like, "Wait til two championships in a row" different.
Yeah and maybe I've gotten into the Guinness a little early.
But one day this Corned Beef and Cubbage will be ready to eat, and it'll be awesome.