The World Series from Africa

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I’m not usually much of a sports fan, but, having grown up ninety minutes from Wrigley Field and having spent many teenage afternoons in the tractor cab listening to Cubs games on WGN radio, I still have a soft spot in my heart for the home team.

Following them through the World Series from Kenya this year was a unique experience.  The time difference between regions meant that the games were played in the early morning for us.  I’m an early riser, so when I’d wake each day at 4am, I’d find each game already in progress in its early innings.  Then, after morning devotions and exercise, I’d check in again to see how things were finishing up before I headed off to class.  I had no access to live audio or video, so I followed The Guardian‘s incremental text updates posted every few minutes (sort of like fans got their news off the ticker tape in 1908!).  Wouldn’t you know it, during game seven the rain delay in Cleveland started just as I had to head out the door to pick up my Swahili tutor for morning classes.  Arriving at our classroom after a tense 15-minute drive, I logged in one last time with trembling fingers to get the final update: Cubs win!