WORLD CHAMPIONS!

I can't believe I'm saying this. I can't believe I'm actually seeing this.

The Philadelphia Phillies are World Champions.

MY PHILLIES are World Champs.

The team I've rooted for my entire life. My first sports love. A Philly team pulled it off.

I'm excited and I don't even think it's sunk in yet.

It felt like everything was against us. The broadcasters. The nation. Major League Baseball. Mother Nature. Yet the Phils kept their cool and won the championship.

They did it for Moyer. They did it for Charlie. They did it for each other.

They did it for Philadelphia.

The Phillies mean a lot to me. Some of my best memories are from Phillies games. I've had amazing times at games with my friends. Some of my best moments with my dad are at Phils games. We rented out a box for my friend Kevin's bachelor party at a Phils game. The Phanatic sat on me and gave my sister Sabrina Dave Hollins' hat.

The last birthday gift my mom ever gave me was a Ryan Howard jersey.

Words fail to describe how this feels. I haven't seen a major championship in this city in my lifetime.

It's finally here.

Congrats to the 2008 World Champion Philadelphia Phillies.

And more importantly, thank you.

Ray Ass

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Introductionary Comentation

Hey there and welcome to Robin Williams' Beard, a blog that has nothing to do with the look of the once popular comedian when he's depressed and/or in a serious film. It also happens to be my expression for someone being depressed.

Which brings me to what this blog is about. I'm from Philadelphia, and am a lifelong sports fan. So I'm depressed because we lose or come up just short. A lot. Getting used to disappointment is like drinking when your a Philly sports fan, the more it happens, the more you get used to it. Thusly, we expect and have a great tolerance for disappointment. So you'll be reading lots of rants. I mean, I just saw the Eagles lose to the freakin Redskins and the Phillies nearly blow an 11 run lead!!! What the hell man, what the hell!?!?!?!? ARGH!!!!

Um, yeah, I also read comic books, watch a good amount of tv and movies, and pay attention to the world at large. So I really don't know what to expect here. I guess pot luck would have been a better title.