The Chicago Cubs, a trendy pick to make a postseason run for a tortured fan base, have painfully reminded us that no matter the storyline or the setting, it’s all about business.
There’s a great scene in the 1970s football movie “North Dallas Forty” in the locker room after the loss where John Matuszak rants about every time the players think it’s a game the owners tell them it’s a business and vice versa. It’s poignant and real.
It’s also 100 percent true.
The Cubs have a chance to reverse a lifetime of frustration for a fan base that has stuck by a wretched franchise for a variety of reasons. It was daytime TV for a certain generation. It was the face of Harry Caray — and the voice, too — when the errors mounted and everyone needed an Old Style. It was trendy cool for a time to support the stinky teams and hope they turned it around.
And eventually, it became just what you became used to as a kid. You talked yourself into being a Cubs fan the way people convince themselves they like salads. You’re not really sure where it started, but now that’s where you are, and even after watching a game or having a chicken Caesar you think, well, that was pretty good.
