My guardian angel is DEFINITELY a Cubs fan. The day of the Parade/Rally started with the cancellation of my 2pm speaking engagement at the Field Museum – so I took the train downtown and sprint-walked to the corner of Columbus and Balbo. Once the parade passed, I made my way into the rally, at one point close enough to see the tears in the team’s eyes as they thanked each other, the coaches, the Ricketts, the fans, and the city. I think a lot of us got choked up – still feeling a sense of relief, still reminding ourselves to exhale. How perfect it was, to run into friends and former colleagues who were riding high with me – these were special moments to be shared. But they wouldn’t be the friends I shared the rest of the day with…
I headed back towards the parade route, and ended up on a trolley with a group of Cubs staffers and family. I was immediately handed a cold, Cubbie-blue bottle of Bud Light, as the crowds cheered us on. WHAT?!
The procession made its way up Lake Shore Drive, back to Clark and Addison. The music was pumping as we passed fans, families, bikers and joggers who were holding up signs, clapping and high-fiving us, as they were handed W stickers and other Word Series swag.
By the time we got to Wrigley, I was adopted into this amazing group of friends/cousins, and became the official archivist for those who lost their phone/charge – which is AWESOME because it made me take an abundance of photos, forever memorializing this incredible day and night. And I was so happy to run into Nunu, to take pix of HIM for a change. So, here it is, our “official” photo journal from that day:
AND THE FINALE VIDEO: GO CUBS GO FIREWORKS