It was one of my first failures as a father. When we moved to Chicago in the early 90s my wife's office had an outing to Old Comiskey Park. To my chagrin he became a Sox fan.
Early in our relationship I told my wife, who had the more promising career opportunities, I'd follow her anywhere. As long as it was a National League city. (My Western Pennsylvania roots, plus nearby Salem Va hosted the Pirates Carolina League team at the time) When she called me one day to ask about possibly moving to Chicago my first thoughts were "UGH, Not the Cubs!"