A Hundred Years (plus) of Solitude?

 J. Dean
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Frozen in her winless winter, Wrigley slumbers in the cold
Her world series record zero; her dry streak, a hundred years old.
Upon her chilly tundra, the echoes of the curses past
Resonate within her stands; upon our hearts, their mark is cast.

Long and gone are nights of pennant drink and dance
That came with double plays by Tinker, Evers, and Chance.
The West Side told the Story of the Windy City's greats
Who played their way to victory in the year of 1908

A century of waiting for the day to chase away the night
To bathe Chicago in a dawn of glory, with rays of baseball light.
To see the boys of summer, in their red, white, and blue
Ignite the hearts of champions, and fan the flames of hope for me and you.

Away with Bartmans, billy goats, and black cat ghosts 
Away with Brock for Broglio, and colleges of coaches.
A new season comes, as green as the ivy wall
And with it comes the sweet sound of victory's call.

Rise up, Chicago Cubs, and the Windy City's loyal fans
Let curses and excuses melt away with a fresh summer at hand.
To the World Series this year, to pitch, hit, and win 
And a hundred years of solitude will come to an end 

-J. Dean
2008

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