SPY to 730 by January: The Great Eruption of 2025You ever look at a chart and feel like it’s whispering to you? Not in a calm, analytical, “buy-low-sell-high” way — no, I mean a chart that’s practically begging to burst through resistance like a teenager discovering caffeine and leverage at the same time. That’s exactly what SPY looks like right now: a coiled spring, a powder keg, a loaded slingshot — pick your metaphor, because they all end the same way — up, violently, and unapologetically.
Our God and Savior big daddy Trump has been rumored to be calling this one the “Chart of Destiny”, but some have affectionately dubbed it “The Rocket of Shame.” It starts innocent enough — a few bumps, a little consolidation — and then suddenly, the price action starts tightening, curling up like it’s holding something in. The candles get smaller, volume gets quieter, and then BOOM — that blue line eruption that could make a nun blush. SPY shoots its shot straight toward 730, leaving bears questioning every decision they’ve ever made.
Now, let’s talk fundamentals (because if we don’t, people might think this post isn’t serious). Inflation? “Contained.” Rates? Probably high enough to choke a small economy, but who cares when liquidity finds its way back into tech like it’s spring break in Miami. Earnings? Corporate America is back on its gym grind, trimming fat, buying back shares, and flexing margins like it’s about to post a thirst trap on Bloomberg.
Technicals? Oh, baby. You’ve got a bull flag within a bull flag, nested like Russian dolls of degeneracy. Every EMA is curling upward like a smirk on Jerome Powell’s face when the market refuses to die. RSI? Not overbought — motivated. Volume profile? Looks like a staircase to Valhalla. And that dashed trendline? That’s not resistance. That’s foreplay.
We’re sitting around 681 right now, and people are calling it “toppy.” Cute. That’s like calling a SpaceX launch “just a campfire.” Look closer: higher lows, breakout pressure, and enough built-up energy to launch this ETF into orbit. The move to 730 isn’t just possible — it’s inevitable. Think of it like a market-sized sneeze: you can feel it building, you can’t stop it, and when it happens, it’s going to be loud, messy, and probably land on someone’s short position.
Now I know what you’re thinking: “But Mike, what if it doesn’t happen?” Well, in that case, we’ll just say it’s consolidating before the “real” move. That’s the beauty of modern analysis — as long as you sound confident and draw enough lines, you’re never wrong, just early. Besides, the market isn’t about being right — it’s about being early enough to brag on X (formerly Twitter) and delete the post if it goes the other way.
But mark my words — by the time the calendar flips to January, SPY’s gonna be making the kind of move that turns skeptics into believers, traders into prophets, and bears into memes. You’ll see it climbing past 700, teasing 710, winking at 720, and when it finally breaches 730, we’ll all pretend we saw it coming. Because deep down, looking at this chart — you did see it coming.
So grab your popcorn, set your alerts, and maybe light a candle for the shorts. The setup is too clean, the energy too thick, and the chart… well, let’s just say it’s giving “pent-up potential.” If this thing rips, it won’t be a rally — it’ll be a spectacle.
SPY to 730 by January. Not financial advice — just a man reading the most seductive chart in the market and hearing it whisper, “higher Daddy, higher."
Don't let your bear friends get to far away though, when this baby takes off you'll want to be close enough to hear them crying "spit on it papaw! it hurts!"
