Out of all the Philadelphia Phranchises, the Phillies are my phavorite and to phinally see them win was such a great experience. I felt like I was going to throw up for most of the game last night, but once Lidge threw the last pitch, I was euphoric. The excitement was huge, even more so than when Christian Laettner hit the game winner against Kentucky for Duke in the NCAA tournament or when Pete Sampras won his match after puking on the court (Two of my top sports memories of all time). It just didn't seem possible. With each series, different guys stepped up to contribute, making it a satisfying effort from all members. Plus, minus Myers, the team seems like a bunch of nice guys. I'm especially happy for Jamie Moyer, the pride of Souderton.

Thanks to my grandfather, I've always rooted for the Phillies. He was a great baseball player and a diehard Phillies Phan, even back to the days of the Philadelphia Athletics. There would rarely be a summer afternoon where I would show up at his house and he did not have a game on the TV or the radio. I'm sure somewhere he is smiling.
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This post made me cry. I miss Poppop. Love you, cjs
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