I may not have a leg to stand on but I will pursue my goals nonetheless. 2016 was so much more fun than 2019. Yeah, the holes were there. We saw them. But we had faith that they would be attended.
That faith was not rewarded.
But you knew that. Don’t forget to start collecting your cross-genre cover tunes, hydrate generously, imbibe moderately, celebrate the holiday of your choosing, and of course, indulge in rampant trade speculation during this, the onset of the one-year tank, or the return of interminable Cub fumbling, whichever shall be manifest, praise be the gods of baseball.