The Chicago Cubs, breaking a 108 year drought, won the World Series on Wednesday, defeating the Cleveland Indians in the seventh game of the Series, eight to seven. The two teams were evenly matched, with the Cubs managing the very difficult feat of winning the final three games of the Series. In the world to come I suspect Billy Sianis and his goat Murphy are not too unhappy at this turn of events. Go here to read about them. Since the Brexit in Britain vote I have been saying that 2016 is an unusual year, and, as any resident of the state of Illinois would agree, any year in which the Cubs win the World Series is a highly odd year indeed!
On a personal note, my late father, like his father before him, was a Cardinals fan. My late grandfather, Ray McClarey, was born in 1908, the last time the Cubs won the Series. I did not inherit their appreciation of the game. If there are televisions in Purgatory or in Heaven, I imagine they were among those cheering on the Cubs in the next world to victory. God bless them, and God bless all those who can see the art and passion in a well played, and hard fought, athletic contest.