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I don’t usually recap games that happened over the weekend, but since these are the last ones, I’ll make an exception.

The Cubs were swept by the Dodgers over the weekend. If you heard a giant sucking sound from the Midwest or felt millions of souls crying out in anguish, now you know the source.

This game might have been the first time I’ve empathized with Cubs fans. Perhaps the perspective of following a team that hasn’t had a winning season for 8 years helps, but what Chicago put its fans through this year was brutal.

The Cubs team assembled this year was dominant, well-rounded, and perfectly poised to do well in the postseason. Which made the inexcusable disappearance of every single player not named Carlos Zambrano all the more heart-wrenching. Honestly, I was hoping they could pull out a miracle and win one game by the end of the 3rd game. But no. It was not to be.

But the Cubs achieved 100 years of futility. Somewhere, Monk is pleased. 100 is a much nicer number than 99, after all.