By S.C. Zuba
I can’t remember a year quite like this.
I can’t remember such a heartbreaking year in sports.
It started in January when the Bears were eliminated by the Packers at Soldier Field in the NFC Championship game. I don’t think I’ll ever forget that game. It was one of those games where everything is on the line.
Not only were the Bears playing for a spot in the Super Bowl, they were playing against their bitter rivals. For years, fans dreamed of such a matchup, and finally, we got it.
The only problem was the ending. The Packers marched into Soldier Field and defeated the Bears. It was awful, just terrible—one of my most humbling moments as a Bears fan.
I thought it couldn’t get worse. Certainly being eliminated from the playoffs by the Packers in Chicago was rock bottom. How could anything be worse than watching the Packers dance around Soldier Field, celebrating a trip to the Super Bowl?
But then, basketball season came along.
I watched with great joy as the Heat struggled early in the season. It made me so happy to see that team struggle so badly. I loathe the Miami Heat, and I loved every minute of watching the Bulls defeat them three different times during the regular season.
The Bulls finished the regular season with the best record in the NBA, the Coach of the Year and the MVP in Derrick Rose. It seemed as though the Bulls were the front runners to win the franchise’s seventh championship.
But then, they met the Heat in the Eastern Conference Finals.
To make a long story short, the Heat defeated the Bulls in five games in Chicago. Another devastating defeat in the city of Chicago. Again, I watched as an opposing team celebrated a victory in Chicago.
Ouch. It can’t get any worse than this. What’s next? The Sox losing to the Twins, or the Cubs being eliminated by the Cardinals? Someone make it stop.
The city of Chicago needs a break. Let’s hope baseball is our redemption.
From June 1-7, 2011 issue