How about a couple more turns around the bases, guys?2003, 1984, black cats, goats. You may think you know the Cubs, but what happened in the past doesn’t have a goddamn thing to do with these Cubs.

They’ve got a manager who believes in curses about as much as he believes in tipping over eighteen percent.

They’ve got a starting rotation that’s better than any of the other teams left in the NL.

They’ve got three sluggers in their order who haven’t even warmed up yet.

They’ve got the best third baseman they’ve seen since Ron Santo, who has been nothing but clutch all year.

Fuck history. Fuck the naysayers. Fuck Jay Mariotti.

These aren’t your older brother’s Cubs.

They’re not looking to come back to Wrigley Field and make things competitive.

They’re looking to shove a baseball up Livan Hernadez’s fat ass, and then come back the next day and shit on Micah Owings’ head.

They’re sending this thing to Game Five, so all the Diamondbacks fans have to go through the chore of waving a fucking pom-pon around their heads for nine more innings.

They’re going to beat Brandon Webb, and then they’re going to cut a roast on his fucking face.

So you want to be careful? Are you too scared to go all in with this team?

Then get the fuck out of the way.

You wrote the Cubs off in June. You wrote the Cubs off when they got swept by the Marlins.

Do us all a favor and watch college football on Saturday.

Rich Hill, Geovany Soto, Carlos Zambrano.

These guys don’t want your doom and gloom bullshit. They want 11 more wins.

There’s only one…Cubtober.