Tell why you became a Cubs or Sox fan...and win $50 in free gas

I became a Cubs fan because of all the stories my dad would tell me...the 1969 season, Fergie Jenkins, Ken Holtzman, Ernie Banks, Billy Williams, Randy Hundley, and Milt Pappas and the perfect game that should have been were it not for that ridiculously bad call by Bruce Froemming.  I felt like I knew all those players even though I didn't get to see them play, at least not in their primes anyway.  By the time I was old enough to follow the game, the Cubs best players were Bill Madlock and Rick Reuschel...and the Cubs "glory days" were over.  In fact, the first game I remember going to was the one where Cubs pitcher Steve Stone gave up 5 home runs.   But it was too late to turn back.  I was hooked.

I was not taught to hate the White Sox but they weren't nearly as exciting for some reason.  I've always blamed it on growing up before cable and having to watch them on UHF (Channel 44).  Couldn't quite get that picture in clearly on the old 13 inch black and white  TV my parents let me have.  Since then, I've married a diehard Sox fan and they've grown on me quite a bit....but I simply don't have the passion for them as much as I do the Cubs.

So why did you become a Cubs fan or Sox fan....or both?

BP through it's "Little things that fuel our passions" campaign, has supplied me with some BP Gift Cards to give away.    I've decided to make the first one easy.  In fact, there are 3 ways to enter...

1) Write a comment on why you are a Cubs fan or Sox fan...

2) Become a fan of Cubs Den by clicking the "Like" button on the Facebook fan page

3) Follow me on Twitter

You will get an entry for each, so that's up to 3 separate entries if you choose.  Because it's the holiday weekend, I want to give as many people a chance to win as possible.  So I will randomly draw a winner on Tuesday.



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  • Reinsdorf screwed us over when he moved the Sox to cable, threatend to move the Sox to Florida if we didn't build him a new stadium for which he pays measly rent on and refused to let high school playoffs be played at the Cell. What more do you need?

  • In reply to mupethifi:

    I remember that threat to move to Florida...Tampa/St. Pete, I believe. That didn't sit well with a lot of Sox fans...

  • It was the Bartman game.

    I really only started watching baseball in the 2003 season because of a friend of mine who followed all sports.

    I come from a football family, no interest in other sports, so my following of baseball, hockey, and some basketball didn't come about until highschool.

    I think it was the first time I had watched the Cubs, and just seeing Wrigley, and the history, and the pain of the loss that year....It reminded me of the 1999 NFC Championship Game with Tampa Bay @ St Louis, and it was after that game that I finally settled on Tampa as being *my* team and I was lucky enough to fully enjoy the 2002 season, and continued being a devoted fan since.

    I'm only 22, so I'm hoping I'll live to see the Cubs win the World Series, but all the while I'll be enjoying the view of Wrigley until it collapses into the ground.

  • In reply to Swingline:

    I'm a little older...and I've seen some pretty lean years with horrible management, both in the front office and on the field. The penny-pinching Wrigley's are a big reason the Cubs haven't won in so long. It's no coincidence that the Cubs started occasionally winning division titles since they sold the team.

  • In reply to John Arguello:

    Well I can't say I love the family, but the name of the stadium is just so historic. When it comes time to build a new one, I hope they're able to bring back the ivy...

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    Why did I become a Sox fan? I really don't know. My father was a workaholic and worked 6-7 days a week. However, when he did take me to games, it was the Sox because they played at night. I, honestly, don't even know if he liked baseball or just took me there for my enjoyment. He never once mentioned a Cubs game.

    My childhood friends, however, were all Cub fans and die hards at that. Later as we grew older, they would go to Cub games and not ask me (but that is another story) because I was a Sox fan. Again, why?? Really don't know. I could have easily went either way, I guess. Maybe it's because of my father and how a kid should follow his parents.

  • In reply to Jeff Randerson:

    That's story is almost the opposite. My dad never really talked about the Sox...he was originally a soccer fan after coming over from Brazil. He lived on the north side of Chicago (in fact, so did I until I was 5), so there was no way my dad was going across town to watch a game. By the time we moved out to the 'burbs being a Cub fan was set in stone.

  • I really don't remember why I became a fan of both the Cubs and Sox, and I did always love both teams, the Cubs probably always a little more. I don't think I had a choice, at least I never did make one. The Cubs were my Mom's team, her Dad's, the Sox were my Father's, but he enjoyed the Cubs as well. Maybe he did it for his family. What I do remember is falling in love with the game, starting as a 9 year year old, at least a year later than all my friends. What a beautiful game. I remember the smell of the grass mixed with the leather of my glove, realizing I was good at this sport. It was the first time in my life where I felt really good at something, and I felt accepted for it. I remember at an all-star game one summer making such a catch in the field that the opposing coach came over into our dugout to congratulate me. I do remember going to a game every year, on my Birthday, a tradition. If the Cubs were in town, we'd go to Wrigley. If the Sox, then it'd be Commiskey. I never had to make a choice. I remember bring home one of those little souvenir bats every year. Man I loved those things. I remember seing Maddux, Ryno, Grace, & Dawson and Ventura, Thomas, Bo Jackson, & Fisk. Man those were my golden years. I remember playing Sports Talk Baseball, full 162 games seasons for both the North & South side on the Sega Genesis. Collecting team set baseball cards. I guess that's why we all become fans, its the memories. I try now to get into some sports like college football, and I just can't do it. I can't pick a team, because my heart won't let me. Its not that way with baseball. With baseball, my heart won't ever let me let go.

  • Great story, ChiRy...

    My favorite baseball story was making a game-saving diving catch in little league -- in a game that we won 31-1. This was back in the day where you were allowed to play without worrying about hurting the other team's feelings. Anyway, it took us so long to score 31 runs that it was getting dark and they were going to call the game because we hadn't finished the required 5 innings. With two outs in the bottom of the 5th, they loaded the bases and the umpire said, "Okay...just one more batter..." Next batter hit a dying quail into short right-center....I ran as fast as my little legs could take me and totally laid out on the dive and snagged it. I got carried off the field and, to this day, I'm probably still the only person ever to make a "game-saving" catch in a game where we won by 30 runs.

  • In reply to John Arguello:

    Oh my that's hilarious John! Yeah, they always had slaughter rules when I played so that the games didn't take too long. I hated when they called games before they were truly over, baseball shouldn't have any time limits or clocks.

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    My earliest memories are from Cubs games. In the 70's, on the weekends all the women in the family would go shopping at Winston Park Plaza for their sidewalk sales and I would be left at home with my grandpa(who was a die hard Cubs fan) to babysit me. He would prop me up in front of the TV and we would eat and watch the Cubs games together!

  • Great story Jennifer! It seems like a lot of us choose our baseball teams at an early age because of our families and stick with them. I hope you keep the Cub fan tradition going!

  • I wish I could be more original, but it goes back to my Father. Even though my father doesn't really care that much about baseball, he did and still does love the Whitesox. Although I went thru periods in my life where I gravitated to the Cubs for a bit, I always came back to the Sox. The Sox were my first exposure to sport in general and it has remained with me ever since. I remember being 4 or 5 years old and my dad taking me to old Comiskey Park. All I remember was the experience of sitting in a huge park and eating food, but I do remember my dad's love of the Sox and that was imprinted on me

  • You're right, Hoilman is a little old for the league. He played through his senior year in college. He was 3rd in the country in HRs, though, so he does have some power to go with his patience.

    Because of his age, I don't expect him to stay in Boise long. They should move him to Peoria soon so the Cubs can see what he can do against guys his age.

    I'm impressed with Golden, who's just a kid a year out of high school holding his own against college players.

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