It’s official, the Chicago White Sox are world champions. After a brilliant start, a tough streak in the middle and a playoff run where they only lost one game, the White Sox won their first World Series since 1917.That’s a very long time to wait.The other story behind this championship team was how fans switched loyalties in this two-team baseball city. There is no denying that Chicago, the city I call home, is baseball crazed, and there is also no denying that the two sides of the city are divided along an east-west line separating the North-side Cubs fans and the Southside Chi Sox faithful.This well known cultural and geographical divide is the reason why I found it so interesting to watch Cubs fans celebrating the Southside’s triumph. These are the same people who pay thousands of dollars on eBay in order to get tickets to the cross-town rivalry games and cheer the Cubs on against their bitter rivals.The rivalry is not only caused by taking pride in your side of the city. There is also a palpable difference in the culture of the two teams. The Cubs have Wrigley Field as the homey center that sells out even during the most dismal streaks in the Cubs’ many dismal seasons. Wrigley sits in a yuppie neighborhood where the bars are packed with young businessmen and high school kids toting fake IDs, trying to be a part of the lovable Cubs’ fan base.Cellular One Park, or Comisky as many Sox’ faithful call it, is anything but homey and is situated in a neighborhood that has a reputation of being a place where you wouldn’t necessarily want to be on a dark night. The Cubs are lovable kids playing stickball and the Sox are roughneck blue collar men wearing black and doing whatever it takes to win.I am a North-sider. I was born in the suburbs on the North Shore and am naturally a Cubs fan. I love my Cubs and will continue to support them no matter where I end up living. That made it so much harder to feel the draw of the White Sox as they made their run for the championship. I watched them sweep the Red Sox and knew that they were the team I was rooting for in this playoff race. Friends of mine blasted me for breaking my allegiance to the Cubs. I did not count the amount of times I was told I was not a true Cubs fan if I wanted the Sox to win. I tried to suppress my happiness at their continued success but I could not. I realized that I was so thirsty to have a baseball championship in Chicago that I would quench it with any available option. My drink, out of necessity, became the Chicago White Sox.I did not go out and buy a Sox hat. Nor did I dance and scream when Juan Uribe made the last play to clinch the Series. I did, however, feel pride when I watched the parade roll through the city I call home. Why are we fans if not to feel pride in the place we come from and be joined emotionally to strangers simply because we both want the same outcome in a silly game played by grown men?There is a lot of talk now about Chicago becoming a White Sox town. They have, after all, always been known as the second team in the second city. I don’t think that North-siders will abandon their lovable Cubs in one season. I do think that the South Side will finally begin to support the team that has been under supported for so long. They have had about 12 million less attendees in the last 20 years.The bottom line is that even though almost all of Chicago was glad to see the Sox win, Chicagoans would have rather had the Cubs. If all of Chicago had gone all out for the White Sox, then perhaps this World Series would not have been the lowest rated World Series of all time.