You'll remember how much I HATED the "It's gonna happen" thing.
How it of course ended up meaning the Cubs would lose, because that's what happened.
It's funny how the meaning of "Wait til next year" changed, though.
Because you no longer have to say it with exasperation and despair.
Try saying it like a threat - like Clint Eastwood would say it.
Clench your teeth and squint your eyes.
Wait til next year.
You know, a Cubs blog that for the last dozen years has been dedicated to Cub Angst... it's difficult to find that kind of material any more.
Everything is just so positive.
Like, you can complain that the Cubs got Brendan Ryan and his .610 OPS as the player to be named in the Castro trade, but you'd sound like a whiner.
It's weird and wonderful and the positive-ness is... we're kinda positive that it's founded this time around.
Anyway, I'm waaay behind on the holidays and I gotta do some shopping today, but first I'm taking a small group of people to the 9am showing of "Star Wars".
Pop corn for breakfast?