Today is the home opener for the Cubs, and while it is a bit egotistical to re-post your own posts, I still figured this one is worth it.
Something I should have mentioned last time is that the 1945 World Series is the supposed start of the now infamous Cubs goat curse. A goofy thing that I don’t believe in, though should have been mentioned. Also worth mentioning about 1945 is that Hank Greenberg, one of my all time favorites, played in that series (albeit for the Tigers). He had returned mid summer from military service during The War and helped bring the Tigers to his second World Series. Not only had he volunteered for WWII (he was 28 after Pearl Harbor and had already been released from military service), he also served longer than any other major league player. A great documentary about him, The Life and Times of Hank Greenberg, came out a few years back and I highly recommend you check it out.
With spring hope springs eternal. And if you’re a Cubs fan you know that a lot of springs have passed since there has been a World Series at Wrigley Field. These Cubs World Series tickets most likely belonged to my Grandpa George. He and his brother in-law, my Uncle Frank, were best pals and would attend sports events together. So it is a pretty safe assumption that this is how the tickets came into my possession. I also remember hearing about how my Great Grandparents also enjoyed baseball. This means my kid is the 5th generation of my family to catch a game at Wrigley.
Worth noting on these tickets is (as I often mention) the lack of corporate logos. Everything looks nicer when it doesn’t have some cheeseball branding campaign spewed across the front. The other item worth mentioning is the price. Now math has never been my strong suit but I think it is fair to say that the cost of a World Series ticket has pretty well outpaced the rate of inflation over the years. I suppose you can add that fact to the list of why that era is now known as baseball’s Golden Age.