by TAB BAMFORD
I attended the Cubs' game on Sunday afternoon and left with an overwhelming sense of empty optimism.
"Empty optimism" probably isn't what you would think I was feeling after four hours of baking in the bleachers on a Sunday afternoon especially when the raising of the white "W" flag meant the Cubs were in first place.
Hung over maybe, but not questioning the validity of, the Cubs seat atop the National League Standings.
Yet there I was, walking past lines of Reds fans waiting for a bus back to Ohio, wondering if what I had just seen was legit.
"Empty optimism" probably isn't what you would think I was feeling after four hours of baking in the bleachers on a Sunday afternoon especially when the raising of the white "W" flag meant the Cubs were in first place.
Hung over maybe, but not questioning the validity of, the Cubs seat atop the National League Standings.
Yet there I was, walking past lines of Reds fans waiting for a bus back to Ohio, wondering if what I had just seen was legit.
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