GO PHILS

The 2008 Major League Baseball Champions are your Philadelphia Phillies!!!!!

the last game..

So there we were. Over at Barnaby's. Friends gathering around the tv closest to them. A sea of red and white and Philadelphia love. A love that goes so deep for sports, family, and friends that you would have to be here to experience it. So it comes down to "Lights Out" Lidge. Three outs and the rest of your life. Three outs to forgetting about Joe Carter, the Toronto Blue Jays, the Patriots, the Edmonton Oilers, and every other stinkin team we lost to in the Championship game. This is for all those days I watched games down the shore with my Mom-Mom and the picture of me on the picnic table with my Phillies batting helmet. Sans clothes. For Harry and Whitey. For Schmitty and for the Flyin Hawaiin. For Cole, Ryan, Geoff, Eric, So, Ruiz, Chris Coste who waited so long for this moment. For J-Roll who is so passionate that he's honest. For Brett, Durbs, Blanty, and Mad Dog Madsen.....For Pat the Bat & Werth. For that 93 team of misfits that I lived and died with as they lost to the Blue Jays......And Charlie, thank you...

So there we all were. Drinks clenched, mouths watering, emotions seeping through our pores, and tears being held back by grown men who live and die with Philly. I was in a group of about 10 of my friends and about 100 in the bar. Closes to the tv near the window. And that final pitch....that final out. It stands in time forever. So crisp. So unbelievable. Amazing....I can't hear. Lidge drops to his knees as Ruiz comes out and the entire team jumps in a pit of celebration..The entire bar is at the highest decible. I'm hugging my friends. Yelling to my cousin. Jumping up and down until I can barely stand. I almost feel like I'm floating....

Timmy makes the call..."We're going down to Broad & Pattison...." And not even a second thought and we barrell in the car and head down 95. Past everything. Past the lights of the night. Past the Navy Yard and down to Broad Street....A sea of red going absolutely crazy. People slapping hands, loving this win, loving their city, loving life. Guys, girls, sisters, brothers, cousins, uncles...all Philly. I spent most of the time just taking it all in. People all over the monuments. Taking pictures. Hugging, kissing, slapping, waving, cheering.....I ran through a sea of cars slapping hands. I didn't know what to do, but I wanted to get people involved. That's me. And this was a great night for a city to fall in love with their hometown heroes.

I've been waiting 28 years for this day. And it was worth every day of it.

Go Phils.

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Series

So the game was suspended, the Phils have to wait again, a city waits in the balance, we're all on the edge of our seats...Every work day is a day spent dreaming about what "might" happen when they win. Been waiting for this since I was 5 and my Mom-Mom used to put Harry on the little tv set down the trailer in Seaville, New Jersey and we'd sit there and have family fun, eat our meals, and relax to Harry's voice coming through the set. It's 25 years since that time, Harry is still there, our Phils are still there, and here they are...about to clinch the World Series against the Tampa Bay Rays. I mean, a team with 125 years of history versus a team with 10. You have let us have this. I'll wait another 28 years to clinch again, but please baseball gods......just let us have this one.

GO PHILS!!!!

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glad about that friend request ;-) interesting...

listen

If you have a group of crazy people who are saying the same things does that make you want to agree with the group or question whether you are crazy or neither? Most of the time it seems these days that people are so scared to go outside the group that they would say and do anything the group says just to fit in. So pathetic. So closed-minded. And so not the way to live...Here's to being an individual and standing up to anyone you felt threatened by. In the end you have to live with YOUR decisions, but if the group helps you decide....they don't have to live with YOUR decisions. You still have to live with your decisions.

what a clown.

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laugh again

keep pushing through and you'll get through the woods.

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letting go...

I guess in the end, you have to let go of things that you try to hold on to cause whether it be a good or bad memory or a good or bad person; it's just that.....the past. For the first time in a while it was easyy to not be mad about things that happened in the past and be excited about who I have become as a result of that arduous time. I don't think we can worry about changing people or even worry about who they have changed into. People become who they want to become out of two processes. The process of outside affecting them on the inside. And the process of their inside affecting the outside. Either way, I can't hold grudges or even be mad at bad decisions I made in the past. I think as humans we want to hold this spot in our hearts about how we felt about someone, but where will it ever get us? If you hold onto a happy emotion about something with someone, it may force you to hold that feeling for all of life. If you hold on to a bad emotion, well, you're just holding yourself back in life. I welcome the change and challenge the adversity that any past difficult situation put me through. I heard it best from Tom Hanks in a quote..."I learned a lot more from people telling me to piss of rather than I did from people kissing my ass."

I guess, what did it really matter? You have to be sure about some things right....And really, what has ever occurred in the way we thought we were so sure about it occurring?????

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friday

Fall Fridays in Philly. Can't really beat it. I guess with every changing seasons we get the chance to change who we are. Maybe change the perception of the life we lead. Maybe even hope to change the perception of others. Maybe just leave those with their closed minded perceptions in the back of the mind and maybe on some island somewhere. Things are good. Finally starting to settle in to this little city. It has so much to offer and I wish I had an hour to meet everyone who lives here, but I guess I'll just keep flying by the seat of my pants and let the breeze take me where it may. Can't question my decisions in the past and least of all can't regret them either and I don't want to condemn those who are so lacking in self-power that they can hardly stand on their own two feet. I pity those people because they let the owners of the strings make them dance to their tune and not the tune of their heart and soul. Fall is totally upon us and Halloween is approaching. The welcome of holidays and family and maybe the welcome of the newness of the season and the potential of a city brimming with vigor and excitement......

ah. the city.

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go phils

my beloved phillies are in the world series. nothing could of made me happier then to see ruiz squeezing for that final out and 15 years of sports futility went away. philly was going crazy. manayunk was going crazy. thousands of people at cottman & frankford and people just happy to celebrate something positive in the city of brotherly love. I let a friend who is from the area listen via speakerphone blackberry to Harry call the final outs of the game....it's like..come on Fox, you gotta let Harry call the final outs. And sure enough, they did replay his great voice making the call....The Phillies are going to the World Series!!!!

Go Phils!

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cracked

If your entire life has been spent staring at cracked mirrors do you still have a distorted image of yourself once those mirrors go away and you have mirrors with no cracks? I mention this because if we are surrounded by cracked mirrors, do we look at a uncracked mirror and think that there is something wrong with it since it is without crack? Or do we appreciate that this mirror is not cracked and we can actually see ourselves for what we are instead of what the cracked mirrors were showing us.....

Or, do you take a hammer and try and crack the perfect mirror so that it shows you the same as what all your cracked mirrors show you???

I'll stay out of the group and just remain uncracked. Thanks. Ha.

hmmm, rarely

Hmmmm, rarely do I ever get offended about what people say about other people, but I take the bus to work. And today, someone referred to my fellow bus riders as "those people"...I kind of got offended. Is this stupid? Hmmmm. I wonder. I think all kinds of people take public transit...not anyone of any certain type of class, socioeconomic, or personality. you take it cause..well..it gets you to where you have to go. I don't know, maybe its stupid, but I guess I'm one of "those people"

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