You know, this is turning out to be a pretty great year after all.
/takes swig from flowing Champagne bottle.
//dumps remainder of bottle on wife's head in celebration.
///gets smacked in back of head
The Fightins' will be one of the last two teams standing this year, something I've only witnessed twice prior in my 33 years (I'm not counting 1980, since I was five).
Even better, I'll be able to watch Games 3, 4, and 5 (if there is one) with my folks, who are coming out for a visit next weekend. And if a Game 6 is in the cards, I'll be sharing that one with my brother Mike -- the very reason I'm a Phils fan in the first place -- when he comes out to Denver in 10 days for a conference.
By not rooting for the Phillies, and indirectly my happiness, you are implicitly supporting brain aneurysms. That makes you an awful, awful human. Go Phils!
