Go, Cubs, Go
Will the Cubs rip my still-beating heart out of my chest and throw it on the floor at some point this year? Of course. That goes without saying. But as I was saying to Kate last night, you learn early on as a Cubs fan that you can’t steal yourself against the inevitable hurt by playing it cool when they’re doing well. You’ll suffer just as much in the end. So since there’s no way to protect yourself against the hurt, when the times are good, you need to just fully commit and extract every last moment of joy. It’s like love in that way.