During the summer of 2003, two life-long fans of the Chicago Cubs realized that their favorite team is really cursed. They, and their adult sons, become obsessed with undoing this curse, lest it undermine their team's march to its first World Series in almost sixty years and its first Major League Championship since 1908. Unbeknownst to them, the curse had its origins in an Old Testament prophecy that has had a profound effect on both the history of the world and the game of baseball. In the process, it traces a dark, forbidding path from the Holy Land, through the Roman Empire, medieval Europe, West Africa, and pre-Columbian America, before leaving an imprint on the United States and its national pastime. A story about friends, family, freedom and faith, the reader won't know until the very last page whether these die-hard Cub fans were able to solve the mystery of Merkle's Curse.
By cousin Bob worked with Jerry Jacover, patent attorney, in the fine city of Chicago. What a wonderful, whimsical look at Bar Kochba, the real Count Dracula, the American immigrant experience and the beloved, beloved Chicago Cubs. I enjoyed every page, an now understand the "real" reason the Cubs and Cubs' fans are still waiting, waiting.