We all know it's over. Deep down I knew it was over on the two run wild pitch. Same feeling as after Bartman. You can hope and pray and bargain but you know it's over in your heart even with brief moments of false hope popping up after. Nothing that has happened since has surprised me. Of course they give you hope right up until the very end to maximize the misery. And once that hope has been removed, we get a nice long rain delay to sit and stew in it. Don't even get to mercifully end it quickly.
I mean, honestly, we all know what's going to happen. It's only a matter of time. That's how this works with the cubs. We lose runs to inches on defense and fail to get runs to inches on offense. Our manager goes full Special person and chokes away a massively winnable game. Fate decides to **** us both ways on a couple plays of inches. It all conspires to bring what we all know is coming.
I'm sure this post will be met with anguished shitposting and rage. But that's only because it's true. We know it's all over but the crying. Although for many of us that has started already.