Ever since I was a 10-year-old Cubs fan growing up near Wrigley Field, I dreamt of an all Chicago World Series.
Sure, I wanted the boys in blue to go every year, but the talent was not there. The Sox had more success, but not much.
Karma told me this is the year. Why? Because no one can go to the games at Wrigley or Guaranteed Rate Field. No one can root, root, root for the home team in person.Making it even more karmaesque is the series is being played in Texas. Might as well be Mars.
Unless there is a miracle, or a rebirth of bats, my favorite team will not make it. The window that was so wide open in 2016 will almost be shut.
The White Sox? Their stars are ascending. I see several good seasons ahead for the South Siders. I hope they can take advantage of their open window.
I went to visit some old friends at Skare Park this week. I love oak trees. There is a grove of them at Skare just east of the driving range. An impressive tree, the mighty oak is. But the storm of 2014 took its toll and a couple were damaged, and they have been cut down. Three of the group remain.