Well, what do you know? The Cubs won both games we went to! That’s one of the few times I’ve seen the Cubs win in person. That just doesn’t happen to me. So that was fun.
However, transportation to and from the games took about as long as the games themselves. I also got beer splashed on me when Sammy Sosa hit a grand slam. That was a nice bit of culture. A good time was had by all.
A guy sitting next to Cindy struck up a conversation with Cindy and asked what her husband did. When she told him I was a pastor he said “oh.” and got very quiet. Then the process of sanctification began as his cuss words were changed to more socially acceptable cuss words. Always funny to see how people change when they hear I am a pastor. Just doing our part to make Wrigley Field more holy!