There are many, many people who feel that this could really be the year. Hopeless optimists maybe. But devoted to death nonetheless. And I'm among them.....if the Cubs can find a way to win 11 games this month....I will smile and laugh and rejoice for as long as I can. Then I'll stop and move on with my life. But I'll never be the same.
Let's. Fucking.
Do. This.
Do. This.