PHILLIES!! Let’s Go For a Repeat!

There’s nothing like coming into your house, and you instantly know that your dad has the game on. And its the top of the 9th and the Phillies only need 3 more outs to clench the National League title. 3 more outs that are between the Phillies and the World Series! I’m not even fazed by the crowds reaction. I can barely hear the announcer on the tv, that the crowd is so loud. Man I love Philly. We are an awesome city. We are the Phillies’ strength. It is because of our hope and love for our team that gives the players the renewed energy to face those Dodgers (most of whom look like they belong in prison or at least a shower! *cough Manny Ramirez cough*). They feed off the energy we give them. There’s nothing more satisfying than screaming yourself hoarse “3 MORE OUTS LIDGE!” “OK, 2 MORE!!” “HOLY SHIT, 1 MORE OUT LIDGY!!! YOU CAN DO IT!!” My dad probably thinks I’m a psychotic fan, my mother just does not understand my love for baseball and football. But WHO cares?! When Victorino, our lovely Flyin’ Hawaiian, caught that fly ball, all of Philadelphia ran out of the bars/homes/cars/etc. in celebration. I was fist pumping the air, screaming “PHILLIES ARE GOING TO THE WORLD SERIES!!!” It’s times like this that I wish I lived IN the city, you can just bet that my ass would be running to City Hall or at the bars with my other Phillies fans in complete jubilation!

But sadly, I’m at home. With my tv, my cellphone, and my beer. Cheaper, but still a celebration with all the elements in place.

This day was definately up there among the top ones. Talking with cute man at work to THIS! Next stop… WORLD SERIES REPEAT!!  In the words of Harry Kalas, “I’ve got hiiiiiighhh hopes! Hiiiiiighhh hopes!”