As a kid I spent my summers in "Wrigleyville." My uncle would take me to just about every Cubs home game he could get me to.
I am 28 now, and I still bleed Cubs blue: win or lose. That was Ron Santo. Not only was he a great player, but he was a fan...just like one of us.
I remember when I was growing up, my uncle introduced me to Ron for the first time when I was 6. His face lit up as if he was seeing his own kid or grandkid.
That's the way he was. ...
