The Posey Rule is awful, and Michael decides that he’s going to be mad online about it.
Game time was 7 o’clock, or somewhere in that vicinity. I made sure I had all my outside chores done. I could do my inside chores in front of the TV. In real life I act like I don’t care if the Cubs win or lose. But somehow that does not play itself out in reality. I do care if the Cubs win or lose. If I didn’t care, I wouldn’t keep such a close eye on them and plan my days around their schedule. But I often ask myself, “Why do I care?” I mean, really, what have the Cubs ever done to enhance the quality and purpose of my life. They reciprocate none of my devotion. I’ve never received a thank you from them for going to a game or watching so religiously. They never say, “Well, since you came to see us, we’ll come and see you sometime.” Sure, they won the World Series, but…I still follow them.