It's time for the ghoulish delights of being in the playoffs two years in a row.
And it's time for an end to
all those haunted years us Cubs fans. It's REALLY a problem for the immortals among us, though it's even more of a problem for the
Robin Williams-like man-children among us.
It's time to live and die with a team that I wouldn't trust with my life, but I love them too much. It's an abusive relationship.
And it's time to see a White Sox-Cubs World Series, where my mood, demeanor, and volume will be affected by a mere 3mph prevailing southwest wind. Now THAT'S abusive.
Is it time to be a trick or treat, Cubbies and White Sox? My poor scared heart can't take these next few weeks.
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