2 Million people (including me) ditched work or school Friday to celebrate the Phillies World Series win with a parade through our city of brotherly love. 
(Also explaining our lack of posts last week…)
This Phillies win did indeed bring out the love in Philadelphia. I was lucky enough to go to Game 5 (parts 1 and 2) – the winning game of the series. I felt the brotherly (and sisterly) love like never before as I was hugged by strangers in celebration of this HUGE win. It was the most perceptible outpouring of our city “slogan” I’ve ever felt.
There are a LOT of angered, exhausted, and aching Phillies Phans today. I am definitely one of them.
Like many, I’ve never seen a Philadelphia team win a championship. Luckily, I didn’t pay much attention when I was younger. But as I’ve grown older, I’ve had my heart broken during playoffs and championship series for the Eagles, Flyers, Sixers, and Phillies. I watched the 2005 SuperBowl in a London flat, with a TV we purchased from a pawn shop for a mere 24 hours, wearing my pink eagles hat and hoping the Eagles would break the Wiliam Penn Curse. But Billy Penn was still pissed and wouldn’t let us taste victory yet. Last year, I caught onto the Phillies Phever when we made the playoffs. But, we came up short yet again.
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