"This is the year!" I stated, both inaccurately and a bit too loudly.
"The year for what?" asked the wife.
"The year my Cubs win it all," I bellowed.
The inaccuracy, as my beloved pointed out, is that 2014 has already passed relative to the baseball season. As things turned out, 2014 was the Giants' year.
But, 2015 is certainly going to be the year all of this talk of goats and curses and 1908 and Bartmans comes to an end.