The Chicago Cubs won their first World Series in 108 years on Nov. 2, 2016.

This week, as I covered games between the Blue Jays and Cubs for The Globe and Mail, I couldn’t help but think about him. My dad, Ernie, was a lifelong Cubs fan.

It didn’t matter that they lost far more often than they won. He almost seemed to enjoy the suffering as they clutched defeat from the jaws of victory time and again.

On Thursday afternoon they lost to Toronto in an exciting yet cringeworthy manner. They were behind 2-1 in the eighth inning but had runners on second and third with nobody out.

Their next three batters struck out, as did three in the ninth inning.

I’m sure my dad, who died 43 years ago on Friday, would have seen it coming.

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