It turns out that my parents aren’t even fans of the Cubs. "I’m a Cincinnati Reds fan, and your mother is a St. Louis Browns fan." You never give up your childhood allegiance, and the first game that my I saw live was the Cubs. Not that I am a huge fan, mind you. I am a small fan. And I think my allegiance was more to Harry Caray than to any team. I don't have the discipline to be a real fan.
My friend went to visit a shaman who told her that the spirits told him that this is the Cubs' year. Until then, you might want to listen to Harry Caray's version of Take Me Out to the Ballgame and keep praying.