I am trying to balance a lot of emotions with this game tonight and all the amazing exciting of yesterday. Primarily, I really, really, really want to win the division. Like, obviously I'd rather have a World Series, but that's such a difficult, unrealistic goal for a team like Milwaukee that it just seems like something to dream about. The division is so close. We have a legit shot. So, I want it bad, and every step that takes it further away, every Cub win or Brewer loss stings. On the other hand, we are in the dance. We have won 92 games. We just swept the hated Cardinals at Busch to clinch a playoff sport and decked their locker room with champagne. I mean, I cannot ask for more from this season. So, I am all-in on the Bucs tonight, the Cards this weekend, and the Crew the rest of the way and trying to make sure that any bitterness that comes up over the next few days still feels sweet in the big picture. If we can just take 2 of 3 from Detroit, I feel good about our chances. The Cubs look gassed, and they don't get any breaks. That crowd looks ready to crumble a la 2003. The fall starts tonight! Go Williams! Raise the Jolly Roger!