I woke up this morning, exhausted from a long night of partying and with the taste of alcohol and cigars still in my mouth, the first beams of sunlight peeking through my window. And the best part was, when I rolled over in bed and looked to my right, there was the same beautiful girl I'd gone to bed with. The NL West Division trophy. And she's mine.
Six months after I started chasing her, she's mine. All mine.
As a blogger focused on one team, just as a beat reporter I assume, there is great pleasure in achieving a milestone like this. 22 teams will stop play after today (possibly 21 if Detroit and Minnesota match outcomes), but not the Dodgers, who earned their invitation to play another series, three games at least. Grinding through a season's worth of injuries, a suspension, and a slew of slumps, the 2009 Dodgers gritted out a well-deserved victory, dispatching visiting opponents with regularity in the first half, and dominating our divisional rivals all year long.
And though we at Sons of Steve Garvey contributed not one iota to the team's efforts on the field, we have written thousands of gripes and commendations and valentines and tirades throughout the campaign, following the team every step of the way, through all the ups and downs. So I can't help but feel a part of this victory, of this team accomplishment, having gone through the whole journey all year long.
So let me roll around in bed with this beautiful girl for a little while longer, please. I feel like I deserve it, too--as do all Dodger fans. And sure, I'll be chasing a different girl on Wednesday. But for now, it's the morning after with the queen of the prom, and I'mgoing to enjoy this morning after.