We are the champions...

                    30 People Deep, 2 Blocks away from parade.

                                             Start'em young.

                                    1346 Chestnut Street

Most of you know I'm not really a baseball fan, but hey.  It's not every week that your adopted city wins the World Series, and the parade literally went straight by my work.  The energy and enthusiasm was absolutely palpable.  This town was starved for a winning season--25 years since their last championship win, and that's sports of all colors.  And Phillie phans are diehard fans, including some hometown boys who haven't lived in the city for years and requested clippings...I did what I could, gentlemen.  I hope you get a chance to savor the victory. 

From what I could tell, it really seemed like a group effort--this is not a team run by all-stars. Everyone pitched in--including former Mariner Jamie Moyer.  They all seemed like just regular guys, many of them with wives and children riding the floats with them, really it was quite sweet.  There was a couple of minutes there when we were waiting for the floats that I almost made a crack about how it felt just like a baseball game--lots of standing around, just kind of waiting for something to happen--but of course I kept it to myself.  I would have gotten my head bitten off in that crowd!