Giants v. Cubs. Less than a week until Opening Day. We have about a three-week game in which everything is right with the world.
edit: I wrote this at 3:00 in the morning after I fell asleep on the couch with the laptop on my lap, and then I scheduled it to post this afternoon. It makes absolutely no sense. I'm not sure what it means. I have no idea what I thought it meant. It might be the best thing I've ever written. We'll let history decide.