I have a dream. It goes a little something like this:
It’s the 8th inning of Game 6 of the 2005 National League Championship Series at Wrigley Field. Cardinals vs. Cubs, the Cubs are down 2-3 in the series, and down 0-3 in the game. Cubs at the plate, two on, two out. I’m sitting in the first row along the left field line, baseball glove in hand. A pop fly off the bat of Aramis Ramirez soars high into the air and Cardinals left fielder Reggie Sanders runs over towards the stands, alternating his gaze between the ball and the approaching wall. The pop fly is coming straight at me. Sanders leaps up to make the catch, the ball is just about to land in his glove, over the stands, when…
…it lands in my glove. I sit back down in my seat. Sanders throws his hands up and mutters something at me, but I can’t hear him over the raucous cheering of Cubs fans and the small smattering of boos from the visiting Cardinals fans. Sanders then pleads with the umpire to call fan interference, but the ump keeps making the sign of “safe.”
Ramirez finishes his at-bat with a three-run homer onto Waveland and the game is tied.
Later in the ninth inning, still tied, two outs, Hollandsworth on third, Corey Patterson is at the plate and has dug himself into an 0-2 count against Julian Tavarez. Tavarez touches his cap (of course), looks in for the sign, and sets himself on the mound. He throws a fastball that catches a little too much of the inside part of the plate, and Corey hits a slow dribbler down the first base line. Albert Pujols shuffles to his left to scoop up the ball, and it goes right between his legs and rolls onto the Wrigley Field outfield grass. Hollandsworth touches home plate and the Cubs win Game 6.
Of course, they go on to win Game 7, and the next four games against the Yankees in the World Series. Steve Bartman and I share a parade float.