Chicago Style[Jake Arrieta, Chicago Cubs]

Stupid Baby Bears

Lexi

I woke up feeling better about going to the game, not that I wanted to go now, but I knew Logan wouldn't let me do anything until I went to that stupid game.

"You ready Lex?" Logan came into my room his face painted with red and blue and wearing a blue Cubs jersey, Rizzo I think, along with a ball hat I wanted to smack him.

I sighed. "Logan, I am never gonna be ready to go to the ball game. Talk hockey to me instead."

"Lex, come on, I've gone to so many hockey games with you, and listened to you go on and on about Corey Crawford, and Henrik Lundqvist and lets not forget the ever snuggleable Carey Price. Its just a ball game Lexi, only one. Now grab that Grace jersey and leggo!"

"Logan you know what happened to my dad coming home from a ball game, eas up," I said, rummaging for my dads tattered old Cubs jersey. "You owe me another Hawks game for this," I said, walking out of the safety of my hockey themed bedroom, pushing past Logan and heading outside.  I might have felt really good about this last night, but not so much anymore. 

"Lex, come on.. I'll even buy you your own jersey, then you don't have to be tormented with the memory of your dad whenever you wear it. Whoever you want, whatever kinda style you want. "

"Logan that isn't the point," I started, getting into his old mustang. It was something out of a movie. Eleanor I think they called her. "I just don't want to go. You know why already and the fact that you are making me, I don't like it. In fact, I detest it, and if you weren't practically my brother I would not even be going."

"Alright, fine.  Would you rather I take Juliet?" He asked, referring to his girlfriend, she was my best friend and my sister. She worked at the local hospital as a pediatric/neonatal surgeon. She was beautiful really. Long dark wavy like mine, and some pretty blue eyes. I was happy she was with Loge. But I knew she was busy today.

"Yenno Logan, Id like that but shes got alot of surgeries today and so im gonna suck it up. You owe me a jersey and a hawks game." I said, putting on my seat belt and turning on the radio. Wasted Time by Keith Urban was on... Of course it was.

Logan sighed, and got in the car. I could tell this was gonna be a long day at the ball game. 

***

We got to the ball park not to long after, since our apartment was downtown. Immediately after showing our tickets and being let in we went to a souvenir shop where I picked out a nice looking Bryant jersey, solely because he was 17, I wanted to keep the tradition going... I knew it would make my dad proud that I was back at Wrigley Field, where I had spent so much time in my past. 

"Logan, I'll be right back. I have to use the bathroom," I lied to him. I needed to step out on the balcony and breathe. 

I walked out on it and I immediately started to cry. "Dad.. I don't want to be here. I already lost you, and I don't wanna lose Logan too. Why did I agree to this dad?" I wept as I felt strong pair of arms around me. I half expected it to be Logan, but when I looked up, I was met with caring, chocolate brown eyes instead of earthy hazely green ones, and a full hipster beard. I didn't recognize the man before me, wearing even pants to match his jersey and a stupid blue Cubs baseball cap. He looked ridiculous but he smelled decent and I felt safe so I let him comfort me.

"Why is a pretty girl like you crying so hard?" the man asked me. 

"Sir, its just, my dad was the biggest Cubs fan in the world and hes gone. He died in a car accident on the way home from a playoff game. I didn't want to come here today but my  best friend Logan, convinced me. He now owes me a Blackhawks game, since I much prefer hockey." I explained as Logan started to come into view. I hid behind this man, I didn't want to be done talking to him. Not yet. 

"Well, how about when I get a night off of work, I take you to that Blackhawks game?" he asked, as I watched Logan go right by us.

"I dont even know you, how could I possibly agree to that?" I asked, beginning to calm down. No one had ever calmed me that fast before.

"I have a feeling you'll know me soon enough. Who is your favorite Hawk?" he asked me.

"Crawford. He has the most beautiful eyes, kind of like yours," I said looking up into them. 

The man looked proud of himself for a minute, a look that reminded me of Rose from Titanic when Jack says he can see her. 

"I have pretty eyes?" He asked, cocky.

"Well, I'm just saying they remind me of Corey's eyes. I could get lost in them," I said to him. Maybe he wasn't so bad. Just a super fan right? Reminded me of how I was with the Hawks.

"Hmm, well I think that's a good thing for me... I never gave you name. That thought just occurred to me. I'm gonna keep you guessing. Here, put your number in and we can go get drinks after the game." He handed me his phone. I was a little bit skeptical but again I felt safe so I let him have it. 

"My name is Lexi, that's what its in there as," I said to him, as we heard a horn sound.

He started to walk away but turned around, and came back to me, crouching down and whispering in my ear, "Keep an eye on your phone," before pulling his cap low and walking away. I still didnt know his name. 

"There you are! Don't run away from me like that Lex!" Logan yelled. "Come on lets go find our seats."

As we sat down behind home plate, I felt my phone buzz, and then heard Chelsea Dagger. 

"Hey Lexi, Its Jake. Keep your eyes open for a ball." was all it said. Who was Jake? And how did he know I was at a ball game? 

Whatever, I was just gonna try and enjoy the game with the stupid baby bears the best I could, with the bearded man on my mind.

A\N

1111 words for yall. that is longer than the last one! How are you guys liking it so far? sorry for not updating much, I dont know a whole lot about baseball, because like lex I prefer Hockey.