I saw my first game at Wrigley Field when I was 6. But I’ve been staying silent about my love for the Chicago Cubs for decades. It’s in my DNA. I’m still feeling the pain from the famed ’69 season. Go ahead and accuse me of jumping on the bandwagon, you won’t hurt my feelings. I know the truth…
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