No. You’ll see it when you start believing it. Get your mind right.
My mind has a memory. And since I married, had children, watched them grow up, get rebellious, grow up some more, have children themselves and repeat the cycle, I’ve learned not to hope excessively, but not to despair excessively, either. Jersey going red would be a miracle. There can be miracles, when you believe. Then again, there usually aren’t, though there can be. Plan for the worst, hope for the best.