I don't really get too worked up over sports. I'm too old now at 39. In my youth sure, if I were in my twenties I'd be depressed right now. But I'm married with three kids. I have a good job and a roof over my head, I can't complain. There is no use getting so emotional about a bunch of millionaires playing a kids game for a living. Ultimately what they do doesn't matter in the grand scheme of the world.
With that said, beat the freaking Cubs.
You will regress in your 60s.
