[kcfanXIII]

Sitting at the bar with my girlfriend. it was so energetic in the place, right up until we were down 7-3. I hung my head at the bar, like the old man in a dive joint that everyone knows by name and no one wants to talk too. My girl was rubbing my back, and trying to console me like my dog just died. I knew in a couple days, I would look back with joy at the best season in my memory. But as the 7th inning ended, that was not what I was thinking. Its not what I wanted to be thinking. 29 years and... ****ing Yost.....
The comeback started, and little by little the life came back to me, and the other fans at the bar. The "LET'S go ROYals ! ! !!!" chants started again. I joined in. I couldn't tell if I was having chest pains, or heart burn. As the comeback gained steam, I said "If we get within 1 before the 9th, we are going to win this game."
From the ninth on, we just knew. This team doesn't give up.
Bottom 12, 0-5 Salvy up to the plate. Winning run at third. "Fair Ball!"
Words can't describe it. I had chills. i hugged strangers, I high fived everyone sitting at the bar. My girlfriend and I were both teared up. She looks at me and says "We are going to a game for the ALDS." I couldn't get to sleep till about 2a.m.

This will be my "chase the dragon" moment that I look for the rest of my life. Well, at least until we sweep the Angels and advance on Sunday. (I know the last part is wishful thinking, as I really want to be there when we advance.)