The first of the World Series re-match just ended and Mike and I have turned on Psych. As an aside, Psych is on of the funniest shows on TV. It's about a private investigator who pretends to be psychic. I'm not selling it well, but it's hilarious. Here's the promo for the winter season.
Anyway, I've been looking forward to this series for about a week now. It's not just the World Series re-match thing. The Phillies are my National League team. I always had a soft spot for the Phills. The Phanatic is just so loveable.
And sense starting school in Philly, they've grown on me even more. Citizens Bank is a great ball field. And say what you will about Philadelphia fans, they're fun people to watch a ball game with. Unless the Phillies are losing. Or you run out onto the field.
But more than that, they're such a motley crew. Shane Victorino is one of less than ten Hawaiian players in the Majors. Cole Hamels married a reality TV star ( I hate using the word star for people who have been on Survivor.) Jayson Werth is the grandson and nephew of major leaguers. And Ryan Howard may just be the slowest runner in the Major Leagues.
I just adore them.
But there's never any question as to who I love more.
During the World Series, one of my friends asked me who I would be rooting for.
I responded, "Blood's thicker than water."
She gave me the strangest look. But to me it made total sense. The Yankees were/are an extension of the family. My allegiances are clear.
That being said I was not overjoyed when my dad and Mike spent the evening mercilessly mocking the Phillies. They're a fun team. Made of fun people. And they deserve our respect.
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