Black Cats, Broken Mirrors and Walking Under Ladders
2 October 2008
I didn’t want to post this before the first game of the playoffs but I have a confession to make. I felt a small shift in fate and luck in the Neighborhood the night before the playoffs. My prevoius post was on the “luck” of running into the Dodgers as they arrived in Chicago. I got a picture with former Cubs, Juan Pierre and got to see other Major League greats like Nomar, Manny and Kemp. What I didn’t talk about was a weird moment that was almost like something out of the movie, The Ring.
I took this picture two times with Matt Kemp and all I got was this messed-up, blurry and cursed image. As a very superstitious Cubs fan, I tried to block it out of my mind but I was a woman obsessed. I went to sleep with a heavy heart-feeling guilty that I tempted the fates and even touched a Dodgers. Kemp’s bad luck hex rubbed off on me and I was scared.
Yesterday before the game, I tried to keep my wits about me. I grabbed all the Cubs security items that I have: My favorite hat and rally cap. My ratty radio and headphones. My puffy hand. Then, it started…a button broke off of my hat, my radio went missing and in trying to get to the game, I left my Cubs puffy hand on the floor.
We all know how the game turned out and my lofty notions of five weeks in baseball heaven may turn into a week or so of baseball hell.
So, I urge all Cubs fans to help me out on this one. It is time to temp the fates and thumb our nose at superstitions. Today, I am breaking mirrors, walking under ladders and hugging black cats. I am bringing a fresh rally cap to the game. I am changing my Cubs sweatshirt and changing seats with Andrew. I will not be a prisoner of “luck” or hexes or goats or Bartmans.
Instead, I am wiping our karma clean and saying a prayer to St. Anthony who is the patron saint of lost things…who perhaps is the best way of getting back our regular season magic.
Here it goes: “Tony Tony Come Around…Something’s lost, and can’t be found….” Since I can’t fill the Cubs’ Gatorade coolers with Holy Water and they have already blessed the dugout by a priest, I must wait it out tonight and hope for the best. Let’s just hope that Zambrano and team is in on this karmic shift with me.