Being a Cubs fan means you have to be cool with waiting.  We’ve been waiting for more than a century for a world’s championship and 70 years1 for a pennant.

So we’re good at waiting.  It’s kind of our thing.

But that doesn’t mean we don’t like it when our waits finally end.  Tomorrow, one of the big ones comes to a close.

Kris Fucking Bryant is going to play third base for the Chicago Cubs.

He comes with an almost unfulfillable hype, but there’s also very little chance he isn’t going to be really good, really soon.  His minor league numbers are something out of a very poorly tuned video game.  It’s going to be glorious.

These are heady times for Cubs fans.  When the biggest argument you can have is whether Jorge Soler is even better than Kris Bryant…things are going pretty well.

Eight games in, the Cubs are in first place.  In the big picture, that means nothing.  Eight games in a baseball season is a blink.  But this season already feels different.

The Cubs just seem…so competent.  It’s like we finally have a real team for the first time since 2008.  And it only promises to get better from here.

While the Cubs were playing service time hokey pokey with Bryant, the team just kept winning.  They seemingly played a different third baseman every half inning, and even won a game against the Fighting Brennamen the other night with their left fielder playing the position.

I joked on Twitter that Theo said:

We gave the National League an eight game head start.  It’s not our fault they didn’t do anything with it.

It’s funny because it’s true.

So now the real thing arrives, with his team no worse for wear.  The National League will long rue the day.

So welcome to the rest of our lives, Kris Bryant.  We’re ecstatic to have another thing to stop waiting for.

Go Cubs.

Here are those annoying footnotes.

  1. Seventy fucking years!