Since I tend to be a pessimist, it excites me to wake this morning with nothing but a peaceful confidence. I don't know how things are going to unfold today. I don't know if the Brewers are going to win in a laugher, if they're going to win in dramatic, nail-biting fashion, or if their even going to win at all. The only feeling I have is that somehow everything will work out. I usually dread days like this. I'm usually lamenting the fact that things couldn't have gone smoother or easier. Like clinching a spot with two weeks to go, for instance. I usually witness a day like yesterday, where everything went wrong for Wisconsin sports fans, and assume there's no way it won't carry over into today. But you know what, the Brewers aren't throwing a gimpy starting pitcher out there today. The Cubs aren't sending out a streaking left-hander who pitches on that Miller Park mound like he was raised on it. And all Johan Santana can do for the Mets today is clap and cheer from the dugout. Somehow, some way, I just feel like it's our time. At the very minimum, allow yourself a few minutes to cast aside your doubts, dreads, fears, and enjoy the moment. And no matter what negative thoughts go through your head, or what bad vibes you feel in the early stages of these two important games, know that some diehard fan out there who is no better, no worse, no different from you, has confidence that at the end of the day, Brewers' fans will be pleased with the result.