Forget about football. Right now in Philadelphia the Eagles are barely a second thought (sorry Brother Reid, but its true!) because the Phillies are in the World Series! Yesterday, before game one, Phillies Phever was EVERYWHERE! I went to John's office for lunch and as his patients came in every one of them was dressed in Phillies gear. I sent the boys to school in their Phillies shirts. People on the street were dressed in red and could talk about nothing else.
And Game 1 did not disappoint! The Phillies quite efficently handed the Yankees their hats and showed them to the door- in their own stadium! Lee was incredible, so cool, calm and collected. You would have thought he was out for a Sunday afternoon stroll, not pitching in the World Series. He had amazing stats and even made a couple of defensive plays (did you see the behind-the-back catch???) effortlessly. It was baseball at its best!
I was raised on baseball. My Mom loved the game when she was a kid (she even collected baseball cards) so when I was a kid and the World Series rolled around, our house became baseball central. For dinner we spread a tablecloth on the floor in the family room in front of the tv and we ate dinner to the sounds of "STRIKE ONE"! It was great.
Last night I sat on the sofa with my three boys and watched the first inning with them as they debated who their favorite player was. (They both decided on Ryan Howard but I am more partial to Cliff Lee or Jason Wirth.) It was a fun sense of deja vu and of things to come as the boys get older. Say what you will about baseball. It may have its problems but it is still America's favorite pasttime- at least it is in our house.