The Cubs have won five games in a row. Cub batters--Alfonso Soriano, et al.--are hitting like perfect eternal machines. And I'm beginning to think that beings from outer space have landed at Wrigley Field.
Where are the Cubs of yesterday? Where are the errors, the passed balls, the pitchers who can't hit the strike zone? Have aliens taken control of the bodies of these lowly Cubs?
What force has made giants of our little Cubbies?
Dare we hope? Dare we believe?
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