Thank You, I’m Sorry

Blast off.

The title of this post says all I really need to say. But I almost always say more than that, so here goes.

Thank you for reading. If this is the only post you’ve ever read or started to read, I appreciate the effort it takes to force your eyes over these words I choose and to process the nonsense they represent. I try to make it fun and worthwhile, but you have no guarantees. You entrusted some amount of time and mental energy to me, and I want you to know I don’t take it lightly. I appreciate everyone who makes the questionable decision to read what I write. I respect the people who don’t.

So to those of you who have followed along since the beginning (or since just now) you have my deepest gratitude. And I’m sorry for wasting your time. That’s a flimsy apology, really. I enjoy a little time wasting. I guess I try to get people to stop and look around once in awhile so they don’t miss life. (I think Ferris is a righteous dude.) But I’m still kind of sorry for wasting so much of your time. Even if it’s only been the last couple minutes. There are approximately 36 trillion ways you could have better spent your time than reading this blog about the Cubs.

Honestly, it’s bad enough we follow this team, isn’t it? The Cubs appreciate our allegiance probably in much the same way as I appreciate yours. They’re grateful to have so many fans, I’m sure of it. But they may also feel compelled to apologize for the end product.

That’s how I feel, anyway. I can’t thank you enough for following along. I wish I had done better. I wish the Cubs had done better. But I’m a fool for expecting either.

Self-deprecating realism aside, I’m proud of this blog. I’m happy with how a lot of things turned out. I’ve enjoyed getting to read the thoughts of the people who expressed them here, on twitter, on facebook, and in various places like that alley behind the Addison El station. I’m glad I stuck with it as long as I did. I have made myself laugh a few times and forced myself to think at least twice. I have a pretty good idea a few people have laughed and thought along with me, and it would be an insult to them if I weren’t at least a little proud of that.

And as much as I give Cubs fans a hard time, I admire the poor decision making and dreamy hopefulness that brings anyone to a point of Cub-related fanaticism. I like Cubs fans. I rarely agree with them about everything, but I don’t really agree with anybody about everything. I enjoy disagreeing with people. Disagreement is what drives me to learn. And learning is pretty awesome. I like being around people who are willing to argue with me. But all the same, I’m glad we can agree on our desire to see the Cubs win.

So if you’re a Cubs fan and you’re reading this, I’m doubly indebted to you. I wish I had more time to make you glad to have stumbled upon these words of mine (and to offer you some consolation for the disappointment of loving the Chicago National League ballclub).

Fortunately, I do have more time. While I am sad to be leaving the confines of And Counting, I’m completely excited about ObstructedView.net. I’ll be writing at least as much if not for in the new location, and I can’t tell you how honored I am to be sharing the space with Tim, David, and Jeff, at least not without going into an embarrassing awkwardness I’d rather not breach.

So thank you for reading. I’m sorry this had to happen to you. I hope it happens many more times at Obstructed View.

Go Cubs.

Counting Down

When I started this blog two years ago, I was an idiot. The Cubs had been bounced from the playoffs for the second consecutive year via their second consecutive sweep at the hands of an NL West team. But the Cubs had also been to the playoffs for two consecutive years. And on paper, in the offseason between 2008 and 2009, the Cubs had improved.

I was already blogging about other stuff, but mostly on a personal basis for the benefit to the detriment of people who knew me personally. Blogging about the Cubs, I figured, would be a chance to reach people who shared my particular dysfunction of liking the least successful sports franchise of the last century. But it didn’t feel like that stupid of an inclination at the time. I thought I’d be blogging about The Year.

And if by The Year I meant, “the most frustrating winning season in Cubs history,” then I was right. But that’s not what I meant.

Now that I’ve had a chance to chronicle the Cubs for two seasons that weren’t particularly enjoyable, I can confidently say that I’m still an idiot. But I’ve learned some things.

I’ve learned that I like you. If you’re reading, I like you. I can’t help you, but I like you.

I’ve learned not to count on the World Series.

I’ve learned when to quit. Well . . . kind of.

The life of And Counting as an active Cubs blog is coming to a close over the next week or two. I’m counting down instead of counting up. And by the time the season starts, you can expect to see this page go unchanged for quite some time.

BUT . . .

You aren’t quite rid of me yet. If you’ve been paying attention to Another Cubs Blog, you know mb21 is bringing that fine Cubs shrine of discreditation to a close as well so he can start up something new with berselius and a couple other Cubs bloggers. I’m proud and honored to be an Other. [UPDATE: so is Tim.]

I’ll have a few more posts to throw out here before it’s all said and done, but I just wanted to give you all both the opportunity to count down with me. And thanks for reading. I appreciate it more than you know. Okay, I appreciate it a lot. Now you know. See you in another life, brotha.