All right, so Opening Day is upon us and the Chicago Cubs will face their divisional nemesis the St. Louis Cardinals tonight. Oh, and of course me, The Canuck Cubbie is back for a sixth year in what is still a groundbreaking and historical season.
I have to admit though that I wasn’t as enthusiastic about the Cubs in the offseason, still basking in the afterglow of an amazing World Series run, though after a few spring season viewings, the excitement is slowly creeping back into the bloodstream.
Tonight adds to the excitement of the defending World Series champions hopes and dreams of repeating as the best in baseball with facing Dexter,”You go, we go” Fowler’s new diggs.
“It’ll be really cool to see him again,” said Cubs outfielder Kyle Schwarber. “He’s still part of the family, and we miss him and we’re happy for him. Obviously, we have to play against him, and we like him until it’s time to go out on the field to compete.”
Ah yes, the thrill of competition. It’s also #CapsOn today. Everybody wear your support for all things baseball. The Cubs are going into the season as 7-2 favourites to win the big trophy.
“You could see it — everyone was high levels in the breakfast room,” Kyle Hendricks said. “There was a lot of yelling and screaming, guys were pumped up. We’re finally to that day. You feel it building up, you feel it coming, you see a light at the end of the tunnel, but now, being the last day, flying to St. Louis, you feel it coming.”
Baseball is a majestic sport. There is no time limit. Like the summer sun pleading with the moon for one more minute. Baseball is our youth coming back every summer reminding us, well Terrence Mann says it best;
“Ray, people will come Ray. They’ll come to Iowa for reasons they can’t even fathom. They’ll turn up your driveway not knowing for sure why they’re doing it. They’ll arrive at your door as innocent as children, longing for the past. Of course, we won’t mind if you look around, you’ll say. It’s only $20 per person. They’ll pass over the money without even thinking about it: for it is money they have and peace they lack. And they’ll walk out to the bleachers; sit in shirtsleeves on a perfect afternoon. They’ll find they have reserved seats somewhere along one of the baselines, where they sat when they were children and cheered their heroes. And they’ll watch the game and it’ll be as if they dipped themselves in magic waters. The memories will be so thick they’ll have to brush them away from their faces. People will come Ray. The one constant through all the years, Ray, has been baseball. America has rolled by like an army of steamrollers. It has been erased like a blackboard, rebuilt and erased again. But baseball has marked the time. This field, this game: it’s a part of our past, Ray. It reminds of us of all that once was good and it could be again. Oh… people will come Ray. People will most definitely come.”