Subject to random chance.

I like my Chicago Cubs baseball team. Even when they lose. Because the Cubs are an expression of futility. They have been born to lose. In every way possible. With lousy pitching. Lousy hitting. Lousy fielding. By errors of omission and commission. And just by random bad luck. The Cubs have taught me a lot about life. On how to cope with the many blunders. To take it all matter-of-factly. To see much of life as merely a game. Not that much different than baseball. Subject to random chance. –Jim Broede