Essay: Cubs Territory or How to Become a Cubs Fan

Elizabeth G Fagan & her friend Eva @ Wrigley Field, Chicago, early 2010s
Elizabeth G Fagan & her friend Eva @ Wrigley Field, Chicago, early 2010s

Until Wrigley Field became my neighbor, I abhorred professional sports. From London, England, by way of Grinnell, Iowa, by way of Connecticut’s Long Island shoreline, at age 21, I became an undergrad majoring in English at the University of Illinois Chicago. In those days, the ‘hoods around Wrigley were those a student supporting herself could afford.

I had never seen a cockroach before I moved into my two-room garden studio near the Belmont El stop. Most of the long-legged girls who strutted past were boys. Alleys bore the transient tags of skirmishing gangs, the most frightening of which was the Insane Unknowns.

As a college student, I had many afternoons off. Conveniently, the Cubs played only in the afternoons because Wrigley Field did not yet have lights. My boyfriend at the time, also a student, would come over, and we would walk the few blocks from my studio to the ballpark. After half an inning you could get a desperate sidewalk scalper to accept a few bucks. At the 7th-inning stretch, the bleacher doors opened wide so students and other misfits might catch the end of the game and an Old Style buzz.

Cubs Territory, by Elizabeth G Fagan, Lake Michigan's Left Coast,
Cubs Territory

It was the Dark Ages for the Cubs. My boyfriend taught me about baseball while we witnessed one of the rare “almost!” seasons. I ditched that boyfriend not along afterwards. But for several decades, Wrigley Field remained my neighbor, and I endured dozens of baseball seasons, and the Chicago Cubs burrowed into my heart. Alas, by the time the World Championship 2016 season changed the world, I had already left Chicago. Now it’s Cubs Territory wherever I am.

Elizabeth G Fagan is an artist and writer who lives on Lake Michigan’s western shore—a place she calls Lake Michigan’s Left Coast. She says her blood will always run Cubs blue.

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Art, content, photography,, Lake Michigan’s Left Coast © 2015, 2016, 2017, 2018 Elizabeth G Fagan. Unauthorized use is prohibited.


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