The Yankees won # 27 and made me cry with joy. What a game for Andy Pettitte, Damaso Marte, Mo and, of course, Hideki Matsui, the series MVP. Much more on the game itself, but for now the players are celebrating and so am I.
No ginger ale this time. I popped the real stuff. I taped plastic sheeting to the wall, just like they did in the clubhouse (OK, it was a Hefty garbage bag), shook up the champagne and let it soak me. Man, did it burn my eyes and make my mascara run. I finally get why the players wear goggles. But I’m not complaining, believe me. It’s a great, great night to be a Yankee fan.
Congratulations to the Yankees and to my buddies on this blog. We held hands through this entire season and I’m high-fiving each of you right now. To my friends Jenn and Sue, who were rooting so hard for their Phillies, I’ll just say, “Your guys battled to the bitter end. I know you must be proud of them.”