We waited a long time for 30 home runs.

Two decades came and went (so did three parades). After all that time and all that talk, I thought finally having that 30-homer hitter would feel like the something. Like it would lend some kind of legitimacy to the Giants, or unlock a level of greatness they hadn’t yet achieved.

Now they’ve done it in back to back seasons. Willy Adames reached the mountaintop in Game 162 last year, and Rafael Devers did it before August ended. He blasted No. 30 on Monday evening in Atlanta.

Turns out 30 homers is no secret ingredient at all.

Like anyone who watched those title teams, I knew this. But now I know it.

The grass isn’t always greener. We always want what we can’t have. Thirty is just a number.

But hey, if they could just pair 30 homers with a 20-game winner, not seen since 1993, everything would be different. Promise.

Up next: Fun one on tap Tuesday night in Pittsburgh. It’ll be Logan Webb (8-8, 3.72 ERA) against Paul Skenes (9-11, 3.79 ERA). The baseball world has no idea what Shay Whitcomb, Turner Hill, and Nate Furman are about to unleash on Skenes. First pitch at 3:40 pm.

What’s that saying about your 30s?