Over the weekend, it seemed as if the end was coming. It seemed like our long, regional, never-ending Bryce Harper obsession was nearly over, that peace would come to all of us, and that this interminably long story was in its final chapter.
We are just so adorable, sometimes.
But alas, it appears it was just more noise from a faction of national baseball writers who seem intent on pushing the agenda of a couple of agents (perhaps one in particular), noise that had people looking under some pretty ridiculous rocks in order to try and learn the truth.