I mean, I knew the trades absolutely had to start, didn't you?
But first, Darwin Barney hits the 3 run homer in the 4th so I'm thinking man that's awesome and weird.
Then Anthony Rizzo smokes one out for 3 more and now it's 7 to 2.
My doorbell rings and it's my neighbor who needed help in her back yard.
I come back and it's um...WHAT?
Starlin Castro hit one to about as dead center as you can get and Len and Bob are saying it's THIRTEEN TO TWO?
I forgot all about the trade deadline - it's already the weirdest night ever when the camera is now in the dugout focused on Geovany Soto, and he's literally hugging every dude around.
Twitter has gone crazy, and I see Johnson's been traded to we don't know who, and now it's Geo.
And in a couple minutes I find out about Paul Maholm.
He and Reed to the Braves, while Geo goes to Texas.
Yep, you can't help but develop a little attachment to Cubs, although Maholm - we hardly knew ya.
But finally it feels like Theo Epstein's plan has begun.
Kinda like the Cubs are Theo's Rocket, and that first booster engine is in the process of being jettisoned.
It's not done yet, there's still time for trades and nobody thinks Ryan Dempster will make his scheduled start tonight and the Yankees and Rangers have interest besides the Dodgers.
Wacky and oddly exciting to watch.
I mean, this isn't just Mike Fontenot getting traded to the Giants.
It's the beginning of change on a massive scale, and more than anything what have you been missing?
Don't you feel that trickling back into your brain?
Weird but true.
Oh yeah, and the Cubs won.