Thank you, baseball gods.

Savored a rarity today. A Chicago Cubs victory. Over the Boston Red Sox. In interleague play. The score was 3-0. But I knew that the baseball gods wouldn't make it easy. By putting my faith to a test. Late in the game, I began imagining that the Cubs would find another heartbreaking way to lose. And sure enough. In the 9th inning. Boston loaded the bases. And only needed a grand slam homerun to win the game in dramatic fashion. To put me into mourning. But the Cubs got the final out. Leaving the bases loaded. My day had been made. Albeit, with steadily building tension near the end. The Cubs win. The Cubs win. The Cubs win. I have reason to worship the baseball gods tonight. --Jim Broede