If anyone ever asks me what I had for dinner the night the Cubs made it to the World Series, I'll kindly answer, "a beer and a ham sandwich."
If the Cubs don't win tonight and don't make it to the World Series, nobody will ever ask me that.
Go Cubs.
GAH! My mother called during the top of the 8th, and a few moments into our conversation I looked up and saw all these fish running all over the place. I said, "Is that an EIGHT?!"
GAH!