Drunkenness, debauchery, defeat--spreading across the North Side like a red and blue plague.
Today is doomsday a.k.a. the home opener for the Chicago Cubs!
I live about five blocks away from enemy territory (Wrigley Field). Originally from the South Side, I moved to Lakeview last fall. By that point though, the Cubs were losing the tail-end of the baseball season (naturally).
Now I'll be experiencing all of it right from the start of the this year's season...and I'm not happy about it.
I'll have to plan my errands and grocery trips and commutes around game days to avoid the DCF's (Drunk Cubs Fans) as best as possible.
I walked over to Wrigley Field last night, taking pictures of its imposing stadium all aglow.
Even though there were a couple of drunks being belligerent outside a bar right across the street (again, naturally), there was no denying the energy there.
There's something exciting being so close to the action. It's going to be a very long and painful six months for me but I look forward to watching the Cubs lose practically from my doorstep.