A thousand amateur historians have reminded us a thousand times that the Cubs haven’t won the World Series in 108 years and therefore, don’t have a chance to win it this year.

Backyard zoologists love to tell us the Cubs can’t win it because of a goat.

Our own resident astrologer, Peter M. Verniere  (apparently the “M” stands for Miss Cleo) has gleaned mystical knowledge from the alignment of the planet and the sun every 730 days to explain to us why the Giants will ALWAYS win in even numbered years forever more.

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Professional numerologists like Fox Sports’ Chris Bahr tell us the Cubs fans should be “terrified”  because the team with the best regular-season record has won the World Series [GASP] just THREE times since 2000 and teams with 100-plus wins during the regular season have won [SHUDDER] just ONE World Series over that span!

Hell, I’m just waiting for a phrenologist to tell us that the bumps on Joe Maddon‘s head inevitably spell doom for the North Siders somehow.

Fortunately (pun fully intended), none of that bullshit has any bearing on the days ahead. Over the course of 162 games, the Cubs have proven unequivocally they are the best team in baseball. However, the relative small sample size of a five- or seven-game series lends itself to random occurrences having a disproportionate impact on the outcome. As good as the Cubs are, objective probability analysis gives them only a 1-in-4 chance of winning it all at this point. Yet that is by far the best chance of any team remaining.

So fuck your curses. Fuck your horoscopes. Fuck history and just play the fucking games. The Cubs may or may not win the World Series, but the outcome will have nothing to do with anything but the players on the field and the managers in the dugouts. Unquestionably, the Cubs have some of the best of each.

I like our chances.

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