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I won’t get off the Chicago Cubs’ Wild Ride
The Chicago Cubs look lost—discombobulated, even. It’s like they’ve somehow decided that winning isn’t actually fun and that the concept of having a competent offense is a government ploy meant to dissuade you from coming to games, which until the sun annihilates the Earth in a few billion years, Cubs fans will do. We haven’t even escaped month two yet, and after going on two torrid 10-game winning streaks from mid-April to early May that had fans (including myself) thinking that this team was the second coming, the Chicago Cubs have regressed back to their fetal stage—a squirming, incapable mess of a squad that leaves men on base like its wartime with a pitching staff that seems to have finally ran out of pixie dust.