Yep. The last time the Philadelphia Phillies won the World Series I was 8 years old. I watched the game with my dad, brother and mom and jumped for joy as the Tugger won the whole damn thing in 1980 with a fierce strike out!
Now we just won it again - 28 years later and as fate and spooky superstitions would dictate we did it again with a fierce strikeout. I can't believe it. Not because I didn't believe in the Phillies, but because I just was sooo anxious that I was afraid. Somehow though, i knew we would do it. All of the players - Howard broke out of his slump at the right time - back to back home runs. Brunlett and pitcher Blanton with solo shots. Chase and J-Roll in their brilliant defense. Ruiz and Feliz with their clutch hits and the flyin' Hawiian Victorino with balls-out brilliance on the field. Then Mr. Ice - Brad Lidge just shut the shit DOWN. Perfect all season - hats off to you.
But seriously we would not have won without Path the Bat. I have not been a fan of Pat Burrell for a long time, but tonight Mr; 0-13 that Joe Buck (who should die) kept reminding us of. But Pat did the best thing he ever could do - hit a double in the gapper and get on base and start it off.
So raise it up!
Because we are... CHAMPIONS OF THE WORLD!!!!
and this is what Broad St. looked like last night. One word: INSANE!!!
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