yesterday the world series win began to sink in a little bit. today the way we won it is starting to sink in. the cubs winning the world series was always going to be amazing no matter how it happened, but we ended up getting it to happen in one of the most amazing ways possible. the 103 wins, the young controlled core, the likable bff players, the 9th inning comeback to beat even year bs, a series comeback (after we looked dead) to win the pennant at home against kershaw, mother [expletive] shwarber, a 3-1 world series comeback (!), and then a wild game 7 win. even at the end, the blown lead in the 8th only served to give us a wonderful contrast to what immediately followed. got damn