I smile when I think about it...

It's been over 24 hours now since it became reality, and I cannot deny, it's still hitting me. It probably doesn't hurt that I'm listening to WIP, but even just hangin out with Michelle, watching Heroes earlier, my thoughts would drift away for a few minutes, and eventually, I'd remember, and I wouldn't be able to help but have a giant grin on my face. The Phils are in the World fucking Series. It's unbelievable, and it was worth every bit of the wait. This week is going to be unbearably slow, but it's gonna be a great week, too. I'm gonna do my best to savor the slowness, to cherish the anticipation, because that's usually the best part. Every heartbreaking loss, every embarassing loss, every devastating injury, every star player who ran himself out of town, it's all been leading us back to this, and it makes this all the sweeter. If the Rays manage to bounce back from tonight's epic, epic fail and give us one final shot at dignity before the phanbase is forced to just bend over and call the city of Tampa daddy, the tidbit I'm about to mention will probably be one of the angles played up most in this series: the last time the Phils did this, the Tampa Bay Devil Rays were still two years from being awarded as an expansion franchise. In fact, until literally this year, the most notable thing the Rays had ever done was trade Bobby Abreu to the Phillies for Kevin Stocker on expansion draft day.