"The one constant through all the years, Ray, has been baseball. America has rolled by like an army of steamrollers. It's been erased like a blackboard, rebuilt, and erased again. But baseball has marked the time. This field, this game: It's a part of our past, Ray. It reminds of us of all that once was good and it could be again. Oh... people will come Ray. People will most definitely come."It's finally Opening Day. The fickle Chicago weather spirits are wearing Silver and Black this year: We're supposed to have a beautiful afternoon for baseball.
Oh, and that other team is opening in Cincinnati.
Actually, I've never really hated the Cubs. I know that Sox fans are supposed to hate the Cubs and vice versa, but I save my serious opprobrium for the Yankees. And, lately, the Twins.
I actually even flirted with following the Cubs, briefly, in 1969. I was young then, and naive. And the Cubs were in first place -- and the Sox were so far out of contention that it seemed they might be demoted to Triple A. There was a serious danger that the Sox might even be relocated to Milwaukee. So I listened to a couple of games. But only on the radio. And I felt dirty and ashamed -- and I never did it again.
This past winter the Cubs have spent $300 million on free agents and the Tribune Company has handed the bill to Sam Zell.
But I like the Sox' chances better this year. Why not? It's Opening Day... when anything can happen.