About that time it was October and I could still watch the Phillies play ball…

October 1, 2007 at 11:28 pm | Posted in autumn, baseball, guts, i win at life, luck, mad mad world, philadelphia, Phillies | 1 Comment

“Half this game is ninety per cent mental.” – Danny Ozark, former Philadelphia Phillies manager (1973-1979) In 1993, my Mom and Dad let my little brother and I stay up to watch the Phillies in the World Series. Each night we would put on our pajamas and bring our pillow and a blanket and park ourselves in front of the television. My Mom would make popcorn and we’d all pull for the home team. Usually by the fourth or fifth inning my eyelids would start to get heavy, and with the exception of one night, I was always fast asleep well before the seventh inning stretch. That one game was Game Six, where the the Phillies fell to the Blue Jays 8-6 and our dreams of being World Champions was officially over. It was devastating.

Fourteen mediocre years have passed, and although I always kept the hope alive the whole time it was obvious during many of those seasons that the Phillies didn’t have a chance to repeat their 1993 season. For the past couple years it’s been different. Chase Utley, Ryan Howard, Jimmy Rollins – these guys are good, and for the first time I thought to myself that maybe we could do it. Everyone laughed when Jimmy Rollins predicted that Philadelphia was the team to beat this season, and now I can say it. For the first time since I was in the seventh grade, I can finally say it. THERE IS GOING TO BE A POSTSEASON!

I don’t think I can describe the amount of cheering that went on in my living room today between The Old Boy and I. I am practically hoarse, and I wasn’t even at the stadium. Although I never lost hope, I sure didn’t think that I’d be writing this post back in May when we saw them fall to the Blue Jays with an abysmal 13-2 score. Say what you want. Say the Mets choked. They did, that’s completely true. But it was more than that. This year’s team was the perfect combination of luck, guts, and heart. Check out this great Sports Illustrated article written before Philadelphia’s 10,000th loss. It exemplifies being a Philadelphia fan perfectly. Now if we can only do something about those Eagles…


About that time I hated summer…

September 27, 2007 at 3:21 am | Posted in annoyances, autumn, weather | 1 Comment

Here in the Mid-Atlantic region/lower Northeast/ extremely upper Southeast/ whatever this region is *actually* called, we’re experiencing a really warm start to autumn. Granted, it just officially became autumn this past weekend, but it was hovering around 90 degrees outside and that’s just ridiculous. I heard someone on the radio using the term “Indian Summer,” but that’s not really accurate. An Indian Summer is a period closer to winter where cyclical changes in weather patterns result in an uncharacteristically warm period of weather for a few days. I learned that when I took a class in college called Climate and Life to satisfy one of those nagging science credits still lingering during my senior year. What we’re experiencing is more like a prolonged summer, and it’s annoying.

Am I crazy to be complaining about nice weather? Well, I guess that all depends on your definition of nice. I am a cold weather type of girl. I love climbing into bed at night into a cold bed and snuggling under tons of blankets to get warm. I love drinking hot chocolate by the fire. I love knitting scarves to wear. I love snowstorms – as long as I don’t have to drive in one. 90 + degree weather is a nightmare for me. My forehead gets all sweaty, my hair gets all frizzy, and I find it impossible to cool down. At least if it gets to cold outside all I have to do is put on a hat and a thicker coat. Hot weather is for the birds.

That being said, I do enjoy some aspects of summer. I like going to the beach. I like sitting on my back porch and drinking iced tea or a cold beer as the sun goes down and a nice breeze starts to blow. I do not like scorching heat. As a fairly pasty woman whose Cherokee heritage is far over-weighed by her Irish blood, I do not like the sun because it makes me really pink and itchy.

I love autumn. I can’t think of a single thing I don’t like about the season. I love when the leaves turn. I love when the weather gets cool. I love wearing a sweater for the first time. I love apple orchards with their apple cider, hayrides, and cider donuts. I love caramel apples, pumpkins, and little kids dressed up like goblins. I want to watch marathons of ghost stories and the Halloween anthology on TBS. I want autumn. I want autumn now. I do not want 90 degrees, I want 55. Tops. It’s almost October, people. Am I being unreasonable?

Someone please tell autumn that I have a sweater, a cuddle, and a ton a ghost decorations waiting for it. If I don’t start smelling fireplaces in the air soon I may go crazy.

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