From Super Sunday to Super Tuesday - Life in the Chicago Real Estate Lounge
TV sets across the nation were tuned in to Sunday night’s showdown between the Giants and the Patriots. Mine was one even though I had no allegiance to either team. But actually this lack of dedication made watching the game more sporting and festive. Plus it had the added benefit of being a relief.
It was a relief because exactly one year ago my hometown Chicago Bears were on the dance card. And right out of the box things looked good! The electric Devin Hester took the opening kickoff and scampered 92 yards for a touchdown.
Immediately my Blackberry started buzzing with chortling colleagues wondering how much of a hurt the Chicago ballclub would put on the Colts. Unfortunately Chicago’s collective joy was short-lived as the Bears lamely laid down to the Colts 29-17.
As is the case after every Chicago season what was left in the aftermath were memories steeped in bitter disappointment but mercifully countered by a resilient hope for tomorrow’s team.
So without any concern either way, Super Sunday was a gas as the game turned into a classic low-scoring affair with the mighty Patriots made to look human and the underdog Giants walking Joseph Campbell’s Hero’s Path toward an underdog’s victory. Gathering in our Edgewater home with another couple we feasted on a turkey that I deep-fried earlier in the afternoon to objectively observe this affair.
With enough food to feed a horde, we tried to pace ourselves to make a dent in the 15-pound bird and a table carrying the grace of guacamole, tomatillo, macaroni and potato salads, sweet tea and other sundry items designed to bloat, not float.
Discretion being the better part of valor, common sense prevailed and we packed away the excess consumables to revisit another day and sat back to enjoy the remainder of the game with a cup of coffee from Metropolis, my favorite local roaster.
While Sunday’s game was close, at the end there was one winner. And it happened to be the underdog.
We as a society and as a culture tend to get on the underdog’s bandwagon.
We want the smaller guy to prevail. But while most of us want let’s say the small independent bookseller to succeed, you’ll see our cars parked outside the Barnes & Noble where we see a full selection and where we get our reader’s discount. This isn’t to imply that we are hypocrites. At least I don’t think so.
Surely we like the “little” guy to prevail. But we also like convenience and a fuller pocketbook.
With this in mind, it makes sense that when you are buying or selling real estate that you NOT go with the underdog, but to choose the person with the track record. This is especially true in today’s market.
Face it, there’s too much at stake to do otherwise.
Speaking of too much at stake, yesterday’s Super Tuesday didn’t seem to spin any single candidate into his or her own singular rotation. Be that as it may be, I joined the bulk of Chicagoans and fellow Illinoisans in supporting our local candidate Barack Obama.
Speaking only for myself, I am ready for a thoughtful change that I believe Barack envisions and will be able to implement.
By the way, the snow is snowing and gathering thickly and heavily here on Chicago’s northside. Today is a perfect day to stay inside. But in a few minutes I am off to show my listings at 726 Addison and 1934 Thomas.
If you enjoyed this post, please consider to leave a comment or subscribe to the feed and get future articles delivered to your feed reader.
Comments
No comments yet.
Leave a comment