Were you watching the World Series? I was. We all were.

Did you cry? The players cried. Bill Murray cried. We all cried.

When the Cubs got a home run right off the bat. Literally.

When Crisp tied up the game 1-1 and Indians fans went nuts.

When Bryant slid home and put the Cubs back in the lead.

When anyone in the room talked over the T.V.

When Zobrist scored and the Cubs led 3-1.

And…4-1.

When the Indians scored two runs in a row, but it was fine. The Cubs were still winning.

And a home run by Ross. 6-3 Cubs.

When the Indians got three runs in the bottom of the eighth inning and a part of you died inside.

And you started to believe that your actions were somehow affecting the game.

When it started raining in the ninth inning and you suspected that Steven Spielberg was directing this game.

When the score was 6-6 in the bottom of the ninth and you developed very real heart problems.

When the Cubs managed to hold the score and send the game into an extra inning.

When you watched the Cubs at bat and your face looked like this.

8-6 Cubs. Do. Not. Blow. It.

When the score was 8-7 and you couldn’t even watch anymore because it was too much.

When history was made and you didn’t care if you woke up your neighbors.

The players cried. Bill Murray cried. We all cried.