World Series

Just finished watching the last 3 innings of game 5 of the World Series.

Coming in, I didn't really know who to cheer for. It was either the "Worst to First" Tampa Bay Devil Rays, or the winners of the NL East Philadelphia Phillies. To be honest, since my Braves struggled so bad this year, I didn't really care. I just wanted good baseball.

Watching the last few innings of the first EVER delayed WS game was actually really exciting. After a few runs were scored on each side, Philly obviously ended up winning it all only a few minutes ago, but there was one moment that really got to me.

Philly was ONE strike away from the WORLD SERIES CHAMPIONSHIP with Brad Lidge at the plate. Before he threw the third (and what turned out to be final) pitch of the at-bat (and the season), I turned to my mom, and said, "Listen to how loud the crowd is right now. This could be the last pitch of the game. See if you notice them getting louder if it is."

We waited and watched Lidge throw a strike, and as the ball hit the catcher's mitt, the crowd ERUPTED and vocalized their excitement to the highest possible degree. It was an awesome moment, and it's something you really only see in sports.

I rewound it on the DVR three times just to see the crowd reaction, and then Fox showed clips from every player's point of view of the same moment. Every time you'd think the crowd had hit its peak, the people would get louder upon the completion of the final pitch, and everybody's face would light up. Every player sprinted to the mound with a giant smile on their face. Honestly, if you could bottle the emotion of the crowd and the players from that MOMENT and moments like it and take it as medicine, there would never be another unhappy or sick person for the rest of time. I guarantee it.

Of course, they showed the Tampa Bay dugout too, which was the complete opposite of how Philly felt, but as they say, with every reaction, there's an equal but opposite reaction. Being in Philly however, the positive reaction was a lottttt bigger than the negative.

Again, I don't really care about the outcome of this particular series. I talked to my friend Kellie about how disappointed I was in this year's postseason. But even though my Braves were done as of late July, and there were no broken curses this time, October baseball always finds a way to give me chills and remind me that no matter what the state of the world may be, there will always be good things to look forward to in this life.

Drew.

PS: Watch out for my BRAVES next year...