Stretch Run

Mabel is certainly enjoying the NL Central pennant race this year, though she's having a tough time understanding why the Cubs play day games in July and August but not in September, when it's colder at night and she and Daddy could be going to more games during the day.



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.