- Martin & Manny Photo stolen from the Los Angeles Times
is when you leap so high out of your seat you spill beer all over yourself and kiss a complete stranger, but nobody cares because they’re all doing the same thing. “I don’t know you but I’m so happy I could kiss you.”
Finally, I get to experience first hand the joy of watching my boys in blue celebrating. Dreams of the World Series have not escaped my mind in the last couple of weeks. I’m not going to get ahead of myself. But, OMG, I think my heart would explode with joy.
As a kid I loved to listen to my grandpa recount the days of Sandy Koufax and Don Drysdale, Steve Garvey, and Fernandomania (which I missed by a few years or maybe technically didn’t because according to my mom I was only two weeks old when she took me to my first game in ‘86). He had lived through decades of greatness. I always teared up listening to his stories…hoping that someday I would get to witness a piece of that history. I am finally getting a taste of the greatness my grandpa used to tell me about. I wished so much that he was there so I could give him one last great big hug and tell him how much it all meant to me. I knew standing there screaming at the top of my lungs, that the best thing I could do was to always remember that bond we used to share and to hopefully someday pass it along to my children and grandchildren.
Broxton blew away DeRosa to end the inning, setting up a ninth inning that was years in the making.
The towels came out again and fans chanted, “Sweep! Sweep!”
Theriot struck out.
The chants grew louder.
Fukudome grounded out to short.
The stadium started to shake.
Alfonso Soriano took strike one, swung at strike two and couldn’t check his swing on strike three.
The game was over. The series was over.
Broxton pumped his fist and screamed. The dugout and bullpen emptied.
The drought was over.
My Lord it is nearly 3am, I got work at 8am! AHHHHH!
Addendum: October 5th, 2008 @ 2:30 p.m.
Bring it Philly!!! Briiiiiing it! I’m pumped.
J. Dub: Wow, someone is beaming today.
Me: What?! I am?
J. Dub: Omg, you got laid last night didn’t you?!
Me: hahaha, no.
J. Dub: Oh, come on, don’t lie. I can see that post fuck glow all over your face.
Me: Nah man, I just saw the Dodgers fuck the Cubs. I was happy just to watch.
J. Dub: Sooo, you’re into animals?
Me: D’uh.
