Although I don't live in Chicago, my roots are there. We're flying the W today, and I'm fairly certain most people in our neighborhood have no idea what it's for! We live in Cardinals territory now, where being a Cubs fan is a pretty thankless job.
Mom grew up a block from Wrigley Field in a brownstone on Addison. Being a Cubs fan is a genetic defect thing for me. Grandma went to her grave never having seen her Cubbies win a World Series. Pretty certain she's up there hoping to be able to celebrate this year with Ernie, Ron, Harry, and a bazillion other diehard fans who are no longer with us.
Go Cubbies!