Ever since 1984, every single good or bad situation the Cubs have been in in the postseason, I've had a feeling something bad, insane, stupid, whatever, was going to happen. Last night when they scored that first run, I told my son, whose only Cubs playoff memories are 2007-on, " game over, they're going to the Series". It was the most confident I'd been in the team at any point since being up 2-0 in 1984. It still hasn't completely sunk in.