It is just late enough in the season for magical thinking to be unsustainable. This is not to say that it is wrong to hope for ridiculous things—hope for whatever you like!—but simply that it is harder to pin those hopes on the miracle of small sample sizes. In early April, you might be able to hold on to a daydream that maybe he’ll get on base every single game. In late April? Too much has happened. You can reasonably hope for greatness. You can no longer hope for magic.
Unless, that is, you are looking for magic this year from Corbin Burnes.