*From Everyone Who Was Talking Non Stop Shit To Start The Season
I don’t know from personal experience but they say the worst part of being the biggest/scariest guy in the room is everyone always wants to kick your ass. Big guys are always complaining about that. Oh I’m so big everyone always wants to fight me wah wah wah it’s so hard having perfectly balanced triceps and delts.
Makes me sick listening to grown men complain like that but at the same time they have a valid point – people love coming at the top dog. It’s an instinct that has been slowly yet methodically cultivated over tens of thousands of years of interspecies competition.
Same shit applies to Theo Epstein. Everyone wants to be smarter than this guy and I don’t get it.
Just over two weeks ago we were ready to cancel the 2019 season:
Cool take Chris
On and on and on it went.
Jed’s his bitch.
Tommy Hottovy couldn’t get a job at Walmart.
Needless to say the bitch fest was at max capacity.
And sure as shit, there’s our fearless leader telling everyone to shut the fuck up and blame him because it’s his fault. We call that leadership.
It’s amazing he didn’t get up there on April 6th and tell everyone to kiss his ass. I would. 387 wins from 2015-2018. 3 NLCS appearances and a World Series and EASILY more positive memories in those 4 years than the 40 previous seasons combined. If someone’s going to snap and tell the media to kick rocks, it technically should be Theo. He’s earned it.
Obviously Theo didn’t exercise that right because he’s a Pay No Mind Kind Of Guy. But part of me thinks deep down inside he really wanted to freak out a week into April.
Never has this clip been more relevant
^ That’s me pretending to be Theo Epstein pretending to Be Russell Crowe acting as General Maximus Decimus Meridius and even if it’s outdated and overplayed the question still stands to Cubs’ fans.
Are you not entertained?
4 years of 90+ wins.
The last time the Cubs won back-to-back 90+ games in a season was before the Great Depression in 1929. You math majors out there are probably thinking wow that’s 90 years. That’s a long time.
And you’d be right. 90 years is a long, long, long fucking time.
So when the guy behind it stands up and looks us in the eyes and says (basically) Shut The Fuck Up Because I Know What I’m Doing, then I think we’re best served cramming it down our pie holes:
Does this look like someone who doesn’t give a fuck about the decisions Theo Epstein makes:
Most definitely and let’s end there.
The success or failure of this season is not going to come down to Theo Epstein. It’s going to come down to the lineup mashing baseballs and the pitching staff to miss bats, and whether or not Tom Ricketts is willing to cut one more check.
PS – Tommy La Stella is heating up. Don’t forget to bitch about that too: