The life of a sports fan is one often filled with misery. I cannot count the number of times I've watched a Cal football game or a Giants baseball game that was going rather well, only to have it end with me nearly pulling out my hair in frustration. This was not one of those days. There is nothing like seeing your team qualify for the playoffs, be called the underdog the whole time, only to win the whole thing in five games. Your championships can be spread out by 50 years or more but the feeling of watching it happen, it's worth the wait. If it takes another 50 years (and man, I really hope it doesn't) then at least you can look back and say "Yea, I got to see it happen last time."
When people ask "Where were you when the Giants won the World Series?" I'll be able to say I was with friends at a crowded bar with everyone intently glued to the screen as Brian Wilson struck out the last batter. I was there when everyone started hugging each other and taking pictures while singing "We are the Champions." Those memories aren't going anywhere.
With a playoff run like that... you can't just call it quits and head home when the game is done. The whole city was alive with pride, excitement and a buzzing energy that you can't compare to anything. So we followed that buzz all the way to AT&T Park to really be part of the crowd. We stood in front of news fans and then went into the nearest bar to celebrate a little more.
The best part was going back out to the street an hour or so later and seeing the crowds still as full as possible. Everyone was excited. Everyone was happy. For one night, everyone in San Francisco agreed on something - everyone was proud of their San Francisco Giants.
So... if the Giants can do it - maybe Cal has a shot sometime in the next 50 years?
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