Alcohol, The Cubs and bad bets…

Alcohol, The Cubs and bad bets…

“Always do sober what you said you’d do drunk.  That will teach you to keep your mouth shut”

– Ernest Hemingway

When the first pitch was thrown of the 2015 fall classic, I found myself in a place I had never been before.  I looked at all the teams that made it to the playoffs, and the one team I wanted to lose over all others was the Cubs, I even wanted the Dodgers to win the world series over them.  So, why would a die hard Giants fan be rooting for the Dodgers over the Cubs?  Because of my big drunken mouth.  That’s why.  

I’m a drunk.  I’ve never denied my love for alcohol.  No, I’m not an alcoholic as I can absolutely control my habits.  As an alcohol enthusiast, I choose to control them very little and what that can lead to is regrettable words uttered while three sheets to the wind.  

About two years ago, a friend of mine, a Cubs fan, was bartending at a local bar and reminded me of what my drunk self said in regards to the Cubs winning a world series.  I couldn’t believe what he said, though I didn’t doubt my capacity to say something so ludicrous, but much to my chagrin, a friend recorded a video of it on his cell phone.  


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