Mabel's gameday ritual is typically as follows - fuss with the Mama about walking to the game vs. taking the El; pick up some takeout temaki sushi from Matsuya or panang curry from Thai Classic; stop on our way to the seats to get a couple delicious Old Style beers from our favorite vendor, Gerry; field a couple tedious questions from the crowd (e.g. Q. Oh, for cute! This his first game? A. No, actually, it's her fifth.); have a six ounce bottle or maybe even two (Mabel takes after her old man - she tends to drink too much at Cub games); conk out; sleep the whole walk home stuck with sweat to Daddy in the Snugli.
Though Mabel is most definitely born and raised a Cub fan, she's happy that either the Brewers or Cubs are assured of a spot in the playoffs. With a little luck, she'll be able to see the red ivy at Wrigley in her first year, which Daddy didn't see until he was 32.