Now it's a sprint. Difference being that the Cubs starting gun went off several seconds before everyone else's. But it's a sprint just the same. It's time to get it on. 16 games left in 16 days. No rest, no more days off, no letting up. Get your crap together and climb aboard. No more stops - express train to paradise. If you're not on now, you're crying.
Here's the really crappy part. After this, it's not even a sprint, it's kill or be killed. After this it's pull out all the stops time. Win today. Or go home.
Know what second place is?
FIRST LOSERS, SIR!
In the postseason - a minute is a long, long time.
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That is good. That is passion.
No one has passion any more.
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