Never has the World Series been a life or death thing for me.
Not in 1975, when the Boston Red Sox first broke my heart. Not in 1986 when the Red Sox took that broken heart, ripped it from my chest and sent it rolling between Bill Buckner’s legs.
Ditto in 2004, 2007 and 2013 when us Red Sox fans became spoiled by the fact we won three World Series championships in nine years time.
Nope, it’s taken the Cubs vs. Indians to make the World Series life or death for me.
So let’s take the Cubs —preferably in four, but more likely in six.
There are two reasons why I want the Chicago Cubs to end their curse and win the World Series. First and foremost is because they deserve it.
The Cubs were not only the best baseball team in the land in 2016, but long suffering fans should feel the joy us Red Sox fans have gotten to sunbath in time and time and time again since the 21st century changed anything.
Oh yeah … and there is this.
If the Cleveland Indians win the World Series, chances are I’m not here to see it.
You see when I was a much younger and far more stupid scribe I wrote a sentence that appeared in the Bangor Daily News.
“The Cleveland Indians will not win a World Series in my lifetime.”
It was the 1980s. I was brash, cocksure, silly and stupid all at once. All too often I wrote first, asked questions later.
I remember the great Kent Ward, who was the assistant managing editor at the Bangor Daily News back then — and a big Indians fan, if I remember right — calling me out on that column.
As such, I’m thinking of him a lot today. It would be great for him to see his team win a World Series, sure … but at my expense? Sorry, “Dawg” -— as he is called — I just can’t get on that bandwagon. Too risky.
I’ve dodged some bullets with the baseball Tribe, back in 1995 and 1997. But I was 28 and 31 back then.
I’m 50 now. I’m getting old. There are some days when the end feels far too near.
So, yes, I’m afraid the Cleveland Indians are going to win the World Series … thought I won’t be alive to see it.
So with all apologies to Terry Francona — the most beloved former Red Sox manager of my lifetime — I must pull for the Cubs.
My life depends on it.
I can’t imagine Cubs’ President of Baseball Operations Theo Epstein putting together a team that would let me down. This team reminds me a lot of that 2004 Red Sox club, a mix of talented youth and cagey and unique veterans who found a way to have fun and win.
So there it is.
I’m pulling for the Cubs and now you why.
It’s No. 1 on my Bucket List — “See the Cubs win a World Series” — simply because otherwise my bucket list my become useless.
So sing it with me, “Hey Chicago what do you say? The Cubs are gonna win today … Go Cubs go, go Cubs go.”
Technically, they don’t play until tomorrow.
But I’m not sure how many tomorrows I have left.