Event 3, Part 2 – Family Day at the Friendly Confines

Jerry and Doug celebrate a Cubs win.
Cubs win! I win! My first trip with my dad to Wrigley Field in 50 years.

As noted in Event 3, Part 1, this trip to Wrigley Field was going to be special. It was my first trip to Wrigley Field with my father since sometime in the 1970s (I’m going with 1974 or 1976 but who knows for sure).

Once we left the Mascot Hall of Fame in Whiting, IN, I chose to eschew the freeway drive up to Wrigley, choosing rather to head up Lake Shore Drive. It afforded us views of McCormick Place, Soldier Field, the Field Museum of Natural History, Shedd Aquarium, Grant Park (which was hosting Lollapalooza!), Navy Pier, and Lincoln Park. All places, I later learned, my dad had not seen in decades and my cousin, Griffin, had little recollection of seeing either.

Of course there was traffic – always traffic in Chicago, right! – and as we made our turn onto West Addison I was really glad I’d reached out to another Cubs fan (and Chicago-area resident), Laura Dennis about how to handle parking. My most-recent trips to Wrigley all involved taking The L. Laura’s advice, download the app Spot Hero, find a spot, and book it in advance. Check, check, and check. We were about a block and a half east of the stadium off Addison and for $30 I felt it was a steal. Aside from the medical emergency on the corner upon our arrival (police cruiser and ambulance blocking the area I figured the spot was at) all worked well.

I’ll be honest, this event was the most personal to date and – quite likely – will remain so even after I’ve completed this entire Around the World in 80 Sporting Events project.

Arriving in Wrigleyville

The Cubbie Bear bar at the corner of Addison & Clark; Cubs and Cardinals fans living in harmony; Wrigleyville banners adorn lightpoles on Clark Street; and Gallagher Way is the place to be during pre-game. (Banner photo by Griffin Hill)

For a 1:20 p.m. game, gates open a bit before noon. We arrived shortly afterward and the area surrounding Wrigley Field – known as Wrigleyville (listen to the Wrigleyville podcast here) – was already a bubbling with activity.

We lingered for a bit at the corner of Addison and Clark to secure a group photo with the famous Wrigley marquee in the background and generally milled about, soaking up the ambience and the sunshine (and midwest humidity;-), as well as the electic mix of Cubs and Cardinals’ garb throughout the area.

Our Wrigley Field Traveling Party
The author, his father, Griffin, and Brandon are ready for Cubs-Cardinals.

The Gallagher Way Experience

A recent addition to the Wrigley Field experience (2017) is Gallagher Way, a plaza-like set up along Clark Street in front of Wrigley. It’s open to the public every day of the year, but on game days it’s available only ticket holders.

There’s music, lawn games, beverages, a splash pad, and, among the highlights for our group, the statues of several Chicago Cubs’ National Baseball Hall of Fame inductees: Ernie Banks, Fergie Jenkins, Ryne Sandberg, Ron Santo, and Billy Williams.

Clockwise from upper left, the Billy Williams statue, Fergie Jenkins statue, the view up the gathered on Gallagher Way’s green space, the Ron Santo statue, the Ryne Sandberg statue, Griffin and Jerry flanking the Ernie Banks statue.

Sandberg Pop Up Museum

The longtime Cubs’ secondbaseman is the most-recent honoree with a statue in Gallagher Way. The Cubs commemorated the 40th anniversary of his performance against the Cardinals on June 23, 1984 (aka the Ryne Sandberg Game, here’s Harry Caray’s take) by unveiling his statue earlier this summer.

As part of this “Summer of Sandberg,” there’s a free pop-up shrine to Sandberg in the Gallagher Way area. There was plenty of artifacts from Ryno’s career with the Cubs and it was totally worth the five minutes it took to stroll through.

Displays showcase Sandberg’s Gold Gloves as well as his Silver Slugger awards.

Our Seats

As alluded to perviously and presumably visible through the images, a Cubs-Cardinals matchup virtually assures a capacity crowd. It certainly felt that way as we made our way to our seats behind the Cubs’ dugout.

Entering the concourse of Wrigley Field from the Gallagher Way Gate.

As my friend Sara Earleywine predicted, our seats were as perfect as could be (a touch more leg room would have been ideal, but why quibble!?!). Section 111, Row 15 was in the shade for the game’s duration (thank heavens), it had a slight bit of cover from the second deck should precipitation became an issue, and it was just one step down into the section so it didn’t require much stair work for my father.

A couple of views form our seats, first back toward homeplate and the other one looking at the leftfield foul pole, the bleachers, and rooftop seating.

The Game

Spoiler Alert: Cubs Win! Cubs Win! (boxscore here).

That was, perhaps, the best part of this magical day. Not only did the weather clear from the early-morning fog and mistiness, but we also got to see 2016 World Series MVP and hometown hero, Ben Zobrist, throw out the ceremonial first pitch and sing the seventh inning stretch tradition, “Take Me Out to the Ballgame.” And, because the Cubs won, we got to see the flying of the ‘W’ flag which dates to 1937 and hear the singing of “Go, Cubs, Go” which was released in 1984 and has been a victory anthem for about the past 20 seasons.

Ben Zobrist throws out the first pitch.
Ben Zobrist sings “Take Me Out to the Ballgame.”

It was a day full of allof the emotions you might expect, going with family to a place that holds special memories for two of us and might well hold similar ones into the future for the other two. To be able to spend a day with three generations baseball fans in our family in a stadium that’s 110 years old and watch a baseball team that dates back 149 years … well, I’m uncertain any words I can put down would do it justice.

Clockwise from upper left, bratwurst with kraut and mustard for me; the busys concourse during the game; the view from the rightfield line through the ivy; the scoreboards (both of them!) say it all post-game; three generations of Hills in our seats at Wrigley Field; one of us kept score; and the marquee may as well say we all win.

Though a long day – we didn’t return to my dad’s place until after 10 p.m. – I’m fairly certain it’s a trip we’d all take again if presented the opportunity. Here’s hoping that opportunity comes along.

Sing the Song!

The immediate aftermath following the Cubs, 6-3, victory over the Cardinals.
Mission accomplished<3

Event 3, Part 1 – Wrigley Field Bound

The Hills in Front of Wrigley
The Hills’ traveling party to Wrigley, the author, father Jerry, cousin Brandon, and Brandon’s son Griffin.

I’ll be honest, this event was the most personal to date and – quite likely – will remain so even after I’ve completed this entire Around the World in 80 Sporting Events project.

Previoulsy, both on this website and on my podcast (Conversations with Sports Fans), I’ve traced my sports fandom to my dad, Jerry, and his love of the Chicago Cubs. I recall those times on my parents’ bed and my dad reciting the first names of his favorite Cubbies in a tape recorder and then my response coming with their last names. Likewise, my first-ever Major League Baseball game was at Wrigley Field circa 1974 (I think!) when I seem to remember the Cubs hosting the Pittsburgh Pirates.

So when I set out to travel to the most iconic sporting events and venues the world has to offer, a trip to Wrigley Field was most assuredly on the list. Furthermore, my desire was to see the Cubs play their rivals, the St. Louis Cardinals, during a weekday afternoon start … and get my dad back to Chicago’s northside to see his first game there since the mid-1970s.

That being said, I was delighted when the 2024 MLB schedule and time of games were released back in late 2023, and I saw Friday, August 2, provided both the desired opponent and the day and time of game I was looking for.

Securing Tickets

Cubs Ticket Stub
A ticket “stub” from the Cubs-Cardinals game.

The Cubs-Cardinals rivalry goes way back and I knew that fans of both teams make the teams’ series an annual event. Therefore, this was going to be a tough ticket to come by. I consulted with friend, Sara Earleywine from Iowa. She’s one of the biggest Cubs’ fans I know who also secures tickets to a few games, annually, when they first go on sale. I knew she’d have sage advice for me.

She delivered:

  • Sign up for your interest in Cubs’ tickets to ensure you have priority for on-sale;
  • Check your email – regularly! – to ensure you know when the priority on-sale begins;
  • Clear your calendar when know that date and time for the sale.

She also gave me the best advice for where to sit behind the Cubs’ dugout (my dad’s request of seats) fo the optimum shade and sightlines. That intel was utilized when settling on Section 111, Row 15. It was under shade and was steps away and just one row down from the ramp to our section making it an ideal spot to bring along my soon-to-be octogenerian father.

Determining the Traveling Party

After successfully securing four tickets we decided to make it a family affair.

Both my dad and I reached out to my cousin (and my dad’s nephew), Brandon, to see if he and his son, Griffin, would like to use the other two tickets.

They did!

It heartened me – and my dad – to have three generations of Hills attending, including one (Griffin) who’d be attending his first game at Wrigley Field.

Game Day

We left my father’s place in Adams County, IN, shortly after 8 a.m. for the nearly 4-hour drive northwest across the state to Wrigleyville. U.S. 30 was the primarty route, taking us through large swaths of rural northern Indiana as we made our way toward our destination.

We eyed one stop en route: The Mascot Hall of Fame in Whiting, IN.

It seemed a natural layover, about 45 minutes from Wrigley, and on brand with the whole Around the World in 80 Sporting Events project. The Hall of Fame was founded in 2005 (by David Raymond, the original Phillie Phanatic) and the site in Whiting opened in 2018.

We arrived shortly after the Hall opened for the day and Helena, an employee, greeted us to explain what Friday Free-Yay was all about. Who knew, we happened upon the Hall the first Friday of the month which meant free admission.

Score!

It was a lovely space that certainly catered to younger guests, but we were all pleased to have seen it … especially after Helena told us it was closing at the end of September!

It turns out, the City of Whiting owned the building and had recently sold it to British Petroleum (BP) which has a major footprint in Whiting and the surrounding areas. BP will be converting the space for its use and Helena did not know whether the Mascot Hall of Fame would be relocating or what its future plans were.

Clockwise from upper left, this Mascot University display greets visitors who happen upon the Mascot Hall of Fame; giant inflatables of many mascot heads hang from the rafters; two of the inductees bobbleheads in the display case (Mr. Met and K.C. Wolf); the Phillie Phanatic was a charter member of the Mascot Hall of Fame; and a wider look at one side of the inductee display case.

  • Up Next: Our Family Day at the Friendly Confines

One Night at Wrigley Field

To this point we’ve tried to use this space to offer personal reflections on upcoming major sporting events. We’re deviating this week based upon recent travels to Chicago (see my other blog here for about that) that took me to a recent Chicago CubsCincinnati Reds game at Wrigley Field.

To the best of my recollection it’s been since the late 1980s since I attended a baseball game at Wrigley. To say it’s changed would be an understatement. While I’m uncertain if the lights were up when I was last there, I definitely remember it was a day game. So the fact I found myself on a crowded Red Line out of central Chicago during the late afternoon rush hour heading to a night game between the hometown Cubbies and my childhood favorite Reds felt odd.

I hadn’t been on a train to a MLB game since a visit several years ago to Nationals’ Park so that, in and of itself, was enjoyable to capture the vibe of the fellow passengers as the train grew more and more crowded en route.

As our group emerged from the Addison Street Station in the heart of Wrigleyville the excitement – as much as their can be for an insignificant regular-season midweek game between two teams heading nowhere – was palpable. Another addition since the last I’d attended a game here are the monetization of the rooftop seats along Sheffield and Waveland Avenues. I was suprised to see patrons of these seats had their bags checked and get wanded as part of a security check.

After a quick moment to pose for a photo with the Harry Caray statue across from Murphy’s Bleachers on the corner it was onward to the plaza out front of Wrigley on Clark Street. There we were greeeted by four statues of Cubs’ Baseball Hall of Famers (Ernie Banks, Fergie Jenkins, Ron Santo, and Billy Williams). Jenkins’ is the latest statue to go in, dedicated May 20th. There’s another pedestal awaiting the next Cub legend to get the bronze treatment. (My money’s on Sandberg.)

My earliest memories of entering Wrigley Field are from the early-to-mid 1970s when, as a young boy, I joined my father (and perhaps some family friends?) for a game against the Los Angeles Dodgers. I recall sitting along the firstbase side and seeing Steve Garvey and his furry forearms. While I remember very little about the game or the other players who might’ve been on the field that day, I do remember that moment we emerged from the dark, dank ramp up into the seating area and seeing the green. The green grass, the ivy-covered outfield walls, and the green seats. To this smalltown kid who’d only ever seen dirt infields it was like Dorothy’s first glimpse of the Emerald City. I had every intention of capturing video of the trip up the ramp into Wrigley’s seating area, but, alas, I was the keeper of our digital tickets and my phone was needed. So you get that look in two segments.

Walking through the tunnel and steps up to Section 11.
Catching our first glimpse inside the Friendly Confines.

Based upon the pricetag of our seats, I knew our friend Sara – a longtime Cubs’ fan – wasn’t fooling around. Seventh row behind the Chicago dugout. To quote legendary broadcaster Harry Caray, “Holy Cow!” The seats were good, the company great, and the Cubbies better still, winning 8-3. Catcher Willson Contreras went 3-for-4 with pair of doubles and a homer. The Reds’ struggling (and aging) star, Joey Votto, even had a pair of doubles.

The real star of the game, however, may have been the Wrigley Field Organist. I’ve no idea who was playing that night, but they were on top of it … all of it. When Reds’ designated hitter Brandon Drury strode to the plate, “The Muffin Man” played. After a terrific leaping grab by Cubs’ secondbaseman David Bote, Van Halen’s “Jump” played. And after Chicago centerfielder Christopher Morel fouled off a pitch that camed straight up into the area between his thighs (fellas, you get it), Bobby McFerrin’s “Don’t Worry Be Happy” played. Who knows what we missed before we were really paying attention?

After a walkabout to get as close to the Wrigley Bleachers as possible (no dice, but I did score a sweet photo of a cople ivy leafs through a fence in rightfield), I was back in my seat in time for the seventh inning stretch and the singing of “Take Me Out to the Ballgame.” Among the guest conductors during our game, which was Cubs’ Pride Night was the team’s part owner, Laura Ricketts, the first openly gay individual to have an ownership stake in a American major league franchise.

A snippet of the Wrigley Field tradition, “Take Me Out to the Ballgame,” led by celebrity conductors.

When Cubs’ reliever Matt Swarmer fanned Votto to end the game you would have thought the home team had just won Game 1 of the NL Divisional Series.

Swarmer gets Votto to chase to end the game.
The official post-victory anthem is “Go, Cubs, Go” which has a pretty neat story of its own.

All in all, a good – dare I say, great – night. My first game under the lights at Wrigley Field was memorable because of the company, the excellent seats, the beautiful evening, and seeing the home team win. I hope it’s not my last.