The Cubs Faithful, an interesting term, a definitive group …. fans, brothers, aunts, fathers, cousins, and friends. Who? What? Where? When? Okay, so maybe not when, this is not the White Sox after all. All of these names, identities and questions go through my head when I attempt to define “The Cubs Faithful.”
The Cubs Faithful come in all shapes and sizes. A 24 year old girl, an 8 year old boy, a 56 year old woman, ME, Neil, my friend Mike. This list goes on and on, but what makes someone a member of this group. After four years of having season tickets and one weekend at the Cubs Convention, I can tell you what defines a member of the Cubs Faithful, they love the Cubs, that’s it. Going to Wrigley is an event for me, each of the 53 times I went last year, it was still an event. One of my favorite parts of the event is walking near, around and into the stadium. Whether I stop by Bernie’s or Yak-Zees before I enter Wrigley or whether I walk straight into the field (there is a rare occasion or two where this happens), I am always enthralled with the people. The six year old boy begging his father for a program, the 70 year old couple amazed with what has become of Wrigleyville, or the two 19 year old boys ready to test those fake ID’s, enjoy some Special Export Lite and pray for a Cubbie victory.
These two phrases appear on a right field rooftop. There are only a handful of people who know what these two phrases mean, the Cubs Faithful. Wait, do you know? Keep reading….
I have heard that being a Cubs fan is the same as enjoying a public beating or banging your head into the wall, minute after minute, day after day, year after year. Well, that is what an outsider believes, but not me. I believe something different, I think something different, I live something different.
I am a fan of the most beloved professional sports franchise in the United States of America. I have to opportunity to go to one of the most historic baseball fields in the country every summer to watch my team. When I leave, I have the chance to go to one of approximately 1,000,000 establishments within a mile of the field. After the game, friendships grow, relationships blossom, and sometimes Chicago’s finest are a little busier than normal. This is all part of being a member of The Cubs Faithful. It is not just the team, but the ballpark, the environment and most important, the other members of this esteemed group. Time goes by, days pass, and sooner rather than later you realize, I have another family. I have spoken of this second family in previous articles, and this is to what I referring to, The Cubs Faithful.
We all want the same thing, a World Series victory, but we know one thing better than anyone else, that the journey is one hell of a great ride. The more you can learn to enjoy this ride, the better off you will be because once you get on, you will never get off.
People attack Cubs’ fans all the time for just going because of Wrigley, or the sun, or the beer, or even for the bikinis. The Cubs Faithful are not these people, we go for the team, all of the other things are just extremely nice additions.
Some teams have “nations” of followers, the Cubs have their ‘Faithful.’
A nation is defined as “a relatively large group of people organized under a single, usually independent government; a country.” Well Cubs fans are more than just an independent government. As the Faithful, we “adhere firmly and devotedly.” We can not be defined by a border, we are much more than that, we are an idea, a body of work, a group, we are loyal, and will remain loyal, year after year, beer after beer and bikini after bikini.
Oh yeah, loosely translated, “Eamus Catuli” means “Let’s go baby bears.”
AC – In the year of the Cub
02 – Years since division title
60 – Years since pennant
97 – you get the picture
If you have any questions or would like to tell me that I am dead wrong about anything, feel free to email me at firstname.lastname@example.org, thanks for reading, and until next….
Stay Classy Cubs Fans