The Chicago Cubs are one of the oldest and Most historic franchises in professional sports. Founded in 1870 as the Chicago White Stockings and a charter member of the National League in 1876, the Cubs are the oldest continuously operating major professional sports franchise in North America that has remained in the same city throughout its existence. Every Home City the Cubs Have Claimed Unlike many franchises that relocated across the country, the Cubs have had only one home city: Years City 1870–Present Chicago The franchise has played continuously in Chicago for more than 155 years. Their ballparks changed several times, but the city never did. Home Ballparks Years Ballpark 1874–1877 23rd Street Grounds 1878–1884 Lake Front Park 1885–1890 West Side Park 1891–1893 South Side Park 1893–1915 West Side Grounds 1916–Present Wrigley Field Wrigley Field has been the Cubs’ home since 1916, meaning the team has played there for over 110 years. It is the second-oldest active Major League Baseball stadium, behind Fenway Park. Team Names Through History Years Name 1870–1889 Chicago White Stockings 1890–1897 Chicago Colts 1898–1902 Chicago Orphans 1903–Present Chicago Cubs The “Orphans” nickname appeared after legendary player-manager Cap Anson departed the club. Newspapers gradually began calling the young team the “Cubs,” and the name stuck. Cubs World Series Appearances The Cubs have appeared in 11 World Series. Year Opponent Result 1906 Chicago White Sox Lost 1907 Detroit Tigers Won 1908 Detroit Tigers Won 1910 Philadelphia Athletics Lost 1918 Boston Red Sox Lost 1929 Philadelphia Athletics Lost 1932 New York Yankees Lost 1935 Detroit Tigers Lost 1938 New York Yankees Lost 1945 Detroit Tigers Lost 2016 Cleveland Guardians Won World Series Championships The Cubs have won three World Series titles: 1907 1908 2016 The 2016 championship ended a 108-year title drought, the longest in major North American professional sports history. The 10 Greatest Cubs Players (These rankings are subjective, but most historians place these legends near the top). 1. Ernie Banks, “Mr. Cub.” Played 1953–1971. 2. Ryne Sandberg, One of the greatest second basemen ever. 3. Cap Anson, The franchise’s first superstar. 4. Fergie Jenkins, First Canadian Hall of Famer. 5. Ron Santo 6. Billy Williams 7. Sammy Sosa 8. Gabby Hartnett 9. Mordecai Brown 10. Kris Bryant Many historians would also include Anthony Rizzo, Greg Maddux, and Joe Tinker. 10 Future Stars the Cubs Let Get Away Several players became far bigger stars after leaving Chicago. Player Traded By Cubs Became Star With Lou Brock 1964 St. Louis Cardinals Greg Maddux Left as free agent Atlanta Braves Rafael Palmeiro Trade Texas Rangers Joe Carter Trade Cleveland Guardians Dennis Eckersley Trade Oakland Athletics Rafael Palmeiro Trade Texas Rangers Josh Donaldson Trade Oakland Athletics Kyle Schwarber Non-tendered Philadelphia Phillies Eloy Jimenez Trade Chicago White Sox Gleyber Torres Trade New York Yankees D.J. LeMahieu Trade Colorado Rockies The Lou Brock trade remains one of the most criticized deals in baseball history. Brock became a Hall of Famer and helped the Cardinals win multiple pennants and World Series titles. Interesting Cubs Facts The Cubs won 116 games in 1906, still tied for the most victories in a modern MLB season They were the first team to win consecutive World Series championships (1907–1908). Wrigley Field’s famous ivy was planted in 1937. The Cubs went 108 years between World Series titles (1908–2016). Their all-time record is above .500 despite many decades of frustration. No franchise in baseball has played more games than the Cubs. For more than a century and a half, the Cubs have remained a symbol of baseball tradition. From the White Stockings of the 1870s, to the powerhouse teams of Tinker-to-Evers-to-Chance, to Ernie Banks’ “Let’s play two,” and finally the dramatic 2016 championship, the Cubs’ story is one of the richest and most enduring in American sports history. Artie Fischal Views: 3
Month: June 2026
I AM BOSTON: Chapter Seven—the quietest part so far
Boston continues. 🖤🐾+ The quietest part so. Less about movement, more about meaning. The kind of things that are always there but rarely named. Silence Is Not Empty. You think silence is the absence of sound. That is because you listen with your ears. I listen with everything. Silence is full. It holds the shape of what should be there. When something changes—even slightly—it becomes obvious. A missing insect. A bird that stops mid-call. Wind that hesitates instead of flowing. These are not small things. They are sentences. The Space Between Us. We are not always close. You inside. Me outside. A door between us. A wall. A pane of glass. And yet— We are rarely separate. You move through your routines, and I move through mine, and somewhere in the middle, those routines overlap just enough to create something steady. You call it companionship. I call it alignment. Why I Don’t Always Come When Called Sometimes you call my name. “Boston.” You expect movement. A response. A return. Sometimes I do. Sometimes I don’t. This is not defiance. It is judgment. If I am needed, I come. If I am in the middle of something that matters, I finish it first. You may not always understand the difference. I do. Belonging Without Being Held I belong here. Not because I am kept. Because I stay. There is a difference. Being owned is a boundary placed from the outside. Belonging is a boundary chosen from within. Every time I leave and come back, I am choosing this place again. That choice matters more than any door, any bowl, any fire. The Way You Look at Me. There are moments when you look at me and forget everything else. You don’t speak. You don’t move. You just look. I feel it. There is weight in that gaze. Not heavy in a bad way—just… full. You are trying to understand something you cannot quite reach. Who I am. What I think. Why I live the way I do. I let you look. I do not explain. Some things lose meaning when translated. Why I Sit Near You (But Not Too Close). When I come inside, sometimes I sit near you—but not touching. Close enough to share space. Far enough to remain myself. This is intentional. Closeness without pressure. Presence without demand. It is a form of respect. The Sound of Your House at Night Houses speak. Wood shifts. Air moves. Small systems hum and click and settle. At night, these sounds become clearer. I learn them. So when something sounds wrong, I know immediately. Most of the time, nothing is wrong. But knowing that matters. Love, Defined Correctly You think love is warmth and closeness and soft things. Sometimes it is. But more often, love is consistency. I return. You open the door. I speak. You listen. Over and over. No surprises. No conditions. Just repetition that builds trust so slowly you don’t notice it happening. Until one day, it’s just there. Solid. The Nights When I Stay Out Longer. Sometimes I stay out longer than usual. You notice. You try not to worry, but it builds anyway. Those nights are not accidents. Something has shifted. Something needs more attention. Something requires me to extend beyond routine. I always return. But I understand the stretch of time feels different to you. If I Could Explain One Thing Clearly It would be this: I am not choosing away from you when I am outside. I am choosing for something larger that includes you. This land. This quiet. This pattern we live inside. You are part of it. You are not separate from it. When Everything Is Exactly Right There are rare moments when everything aligns. The temperature is perfect. The air is still but not empty. The night is calm but not silent. You are inside, at rest. I am outside, alert but untroubled. Nothing needs to be done. Nothing needs to be watched more closely. Those moments do not last long. But when they happen— I notice. And When I Come Back In.. When I step through the back door, when I speak and you answer, when I settle near the fire or within sight of you— That is not the end of my night. It is the completion of a cycle. Everything checked. Everything confirmed. Everything still in place. Including you. End of Chapter Seven Views: 2
