mkempton
07-24-2002, 05:13 PM
I have to admit I broke the rules and have been posting for a few days without breaking my ice first!
I'm a 28-year-old network administrator at a large bank in beautiful Cleveland, Ohio. I live and die by the Tribe these days, but it wasn't always so. Growing up in the sticks out east, I didn't see too many baseball games, just played them. Then we got cable, and around the mid-80's I found "You can't do that on Television" beginning to suck, so I started watching Cubs games after school on WGN. It was perfect. I got home around 2:05 (first stop on the bus route) and the 1:00 games in Wrigley were getting under way. Not sure what year it was, but I missed the hoopla in '84, so I think it was the next year. (My best memory was when I was on an exchange program in the USSR. I got to make one phone call to my parents during the month-long trip, and the first thing I asked was how the Cubs were doing. My mom had to send my dad to find the paper, but he came back with "first place". That made my trip!) I followed the Cubs through high school, then quit following sports in general through college. When I gradated in '95, I moved back to my mom's for a couple months. As everyone knows, there was no strike backlash here. Baseball was on every night, and I found my mom watching it all the time, and so I got hooked on the Tribe. I had followed them a bit through the general media outlets while in school, but not much. I was so green I thought Charles Nagy was some old retread! (Ten years later. . .)
So I was the normal baseball fan until I read a column by Rob Neyer during the '97 WS that hooked me and drew me into the evil, time-consuming world of baseball fanatic. And I've loved it ever since.
Sorry for such a long, boring post!
Mark
I'm a 28-year-old network administrator at a large bank in beautiful Cleveland, Ohio. I live and die by the Tribe these days, but it wasn't always so. Growing up in the sticks out east, I didn't see too many baseball games, just played them. Then we got cable, and around the mid-80's I found "You can't do that on Television" beginning to suck, so I started watching Cubs games after school on WGN. It was perfect. I got home around 2:05 (first stop on the bus route) and the 1:00 games in Wrigley were getting under way. Not sure what year it was, but I missed the hoopla in '84, so I think it was the next year. (My best memory was when I was on an exchange program in the USSR. I got to make one phone call to my parents during the month-long trip, and the first thing I asked was how the Cubs were doing. My mom had to send my dad to find the paper, but he came back with "first place". That made my trip!) I followed the Cubs through high school, then quit following sports in general through college. When I gradated in '95, I moved back to my mom's for a couple months. As everyone knows, there was no strike backlash here. Baseball was on every night, and I found my mom watching it all the time, and so I got hooked on the Tribe. I had followed them a bit through the general media outlets while in school, but not much. I was so green I thought Charles Nagy was some old retread! (Ten years later. . .)
So I was the normal baseball fan until I read a column by Rob Neyer during the '97 WS that hooked me and drew me into the evil, time-consuming world of baseball fanatic. And I've loved it ever since.
Sorry for such a long, boring post!
Mark