I am iron, man, and boy am I steamed. Ba dum tss!
But seriously, folks... each free agent signing kinks the prevailing narrative in so many directions that Ray Davies would have trouble keeping track. Our favorite scribes, scriveners, soothsayers, and pundits try to smooth out the most protuberant perturbations before they proliferate and further pollute the collective semiconscious.
The zeitgeist is bound to be stuffed with gobbledygook. I love that tenderly, but then I am a fruitcake: Humble, lovable, and full of edibles. There’s no need to fear — The Cubs are underdogs again.