By Charlie Johnston
A few have wondered where I have been the last few days. I am working on what I think to be an important, meaty post in summary of key things to confront the growing darkness. It is slow work, but I am pre-occupied by it. Meantime, I am not fully recovered from the nasty cold of last week, so am trying to balance work with recovery. I have an exciting and vigorous schedule in Dallas. Funny, it was probably the city I liked least on my first pilgrimage, but it is rocking for this one.
My hotel is just across a few fields from Cowboys’ Stadium and the Rangers Baseball Park. I looked at the post-season baseball match-ups and realized with some surprise that I have been in every city involved except Toronto since I began my presentations early this summer. Right now, my two favorite teams – the Cubs and the Cardinals – are matched up against each other. I’m a lifelong Cub fan, but I developed a great affection for the Cardinals during the five and a half years I lived near St. Louis. I know it is a rivalry – but it is not the sort of ugly rivalry that exists between, say, the Yankees and Red Sox. The Cubs and Cardinals are more like cousins who are in rivalry…the rivalry is real, but the affection is, too. I hope for the Cubs to win, but I will be rooting for whoever does the rest of the way.
Back in the 70s, many in Chicago floated the urban legend that if the Cubs won the series, that would be a sign of Armageddon. Ha! If Armageddon is upon us (not the end – but a decisive battle between good and evil), a Cubs victory would be a little consolation in the midst of the Storm. But now, having visited every city except Toronto…I will have fond memories of whatever city’s team prevails. Meantime, I will stick to my work.