It's Consecutive Championship Seasons 17-Yearish Spectacular Weekend!

Sadly for us, other commitments will keep us far away from the Dome this weekend, in spite of the fact that we had completely bought into the whole nostalgiafest idea. So it goes.

We've already heard that some of you have some major ex-Jay hookups planned, like @s_findlay's impending lunch with Joe Carter, and @katyunger's autograph session with a certain Mr. Stieb. Have fun with that, ladies.

We're planning on setting up a line in our living room of our bobbleheads and figurines of ex-Jays, then pretending that they brush us off quickly to get the lineups moving just so that we can get the authentic feeling of the weekend. ("Damn you Winfield! I brought the noise and you can't even be bothered to take a photo and sign my man boob?")

As we're not going to be there this weekend, feel free to send us your photos and pertinent anecdotes this weekend, and we'll see if there's anything worth posting next week.

We wish we had something interesting or inspiring to say...
...but frankly, we're just tapped out right now.

We've spent years as the eternal optimist, looking at the bright side of things for this franchise and trying to contextualize all of the crap that's happening in the here and now. But right now, as we write this, we just don't even have it in us to have an opinion on what's happening now or what's going to happen next year.

We don't even really know that we can watch the games this weekend. Because if we have to watch Joe Inglett or Kevin Millar play at any point in this series, we might just break down into uncontrolable sobs.