The Red Soxs did it in 2004. After 86 years, the curse of the Bambino was finally lifted.
While the Cubs have not won a World Series since 1908, their “curse” actually dates to 1945 when a goat was refused admittance to Wrigley field.
And the curse continued throughout the years….
…a black cat circled Ron Santo at Shea Stadium in 1969…and the Cubs blew a nine game lead
…a routine groundball goes through the legs of dependable firstbase star Durham in 1984 and the Padres take the lead in seventh inning and win the series.
…Bartman interferes with a catchable foul ball and the Cubs collaspe in 2003…instead of a 3-0 lead, they give up eight runs in that eighth inning and lose the game, and then the series the next day.
Redemption is nigh. The tears will be swept away. There will be no more mourning at Clark & Addison.
Wishful Thinking? Surely.
Hopeful? Not really.
Playful? Now that is what I am doing.
There is no Goat curse. No Black Cat curse. No Bartman Curse (give the guy a break–every fan would have gone for the ball if it were right in front of him).
Baseball is just a game. I find it fun; to follow the divisional races, to watch the playoffs, to enjoy the Series is diverting, exciting, and recreational….but ultimately meaningless.
“Reverse the Curse” means something much more serious to me. It is the battle cry of the kingdom of God! It is the epitome of the ministry of Jesus. More to come…..