Well, I can't help but stare at the television and wonder "what if".
If we hadn't won a record number of games, for our team at least, I probably would have given up long ago.
You see, I believe it's much less painful to come in fourth or fifth... than second. In virtually anything.
Second means you had a chance. Second means you were this close. Second means you can taste it.
No one really remembers who came in second, anyway. Or third or fourth or fifth. We remember the winners.
It's good baseball. I guess I'm rooting for the Phillies but either team's got a good story.
Sigh.
It's gonna take me some time to get over this one.
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