I am writing this update from my seat on a United Airlines flight to Costa Rica. I would normally be sleeping at this time, but I have a fear about being incepted so I am writing this update instead. This past weekend, specifically Friday, has been one of my favorite weekends of all time Brewers-wise. I had chills up and down my spine watching Braun's homerun, I was fighting off tears (because tears are totally gay unless you are watching a Pixar movie) when the confetti started to fall and all I wanted to do all weekend long was celebrate. Every shot I took was dedicated to the Brewers and for that reason there were many of them. I started up conversations with complete strangers just to talk about the Brewers. I didn't care if they even liked baseball, I just want to say the same thing over and over again. THIS IS AWESOME THIS IS AWESOME THIS IS AWESOME
It was probably the happiest I've ever been as a Brewers fan which surprised me actually as I wrote on my tumblr Friday night:
Three years ago I was there on the night that they clinched. It’s a place, a time and a memory that I will never forget and wish I could re-live over and over forever. It’s the greatest baseball game I’ve ever been to.
Tonight may have been better and I only watched it on TV. With no sound.
I love the Milwaukee Brewers.
But that's really how I feel. This is amazing. I would argue that this is not only the best Brewers team I've ever seen, but the best Brewers team ever. Gallardo and Greinke, despite their flaws (mainly not throwing a strike in 0-2 or 1-2 counts thus increasing their pitch counts and exiting early), can dominate any team at any time. When they are on, they are unhittable. Wolf and Marcum don't have what those two have talent-wise, but they are amazing nonetheless putting up everything the Brewers needed from them and then a little bit more. Ryan Braun is obviously a huge stud and should finish his career as the greatest Brewer ever, but Fielder, Hart and Weeks are right there with him as four of the top 60 hitters in all of baseball. (btw, this is why we can afford to have Yuni in the lineup and wait out another Casey McGehee slump.) The bullpen has been great and John Axford is unbelievable. There is no greater feeling as a baseball fan than the supreme confidence you get when your closer comes in with the lead and you just KNOW you are going to win. It's just like it was with Hoffman last year, only the exact opposite. I truly believe the Brewers are going to win the World Series with this group of guys right here. Doesn't mean they will, just means that I believe this is the greatest opportunity they've ever had.
No matter what happens I am going to cherish every single moment I've had this season. I only went to a couple games this year and I've written less than ever, but I've watched probably 80-90% of the games and I've never once lost hope. I knew since the day I did the Zack Greinke dance that this was the year and I never once stopped believing it. This is the most important playoff run of my lifetime. So, why am I on a plane to Costa Rica right now?
Costa Rican hookers.
Because I'm an idiot. Well, work actually, but still. The truth is when I booked this trip I didn't bother to look at the playoff schedule and now find myself in a position where I am going to be gone until game 4 of the NLDS (if necessary) and that's not even including the potential time I'll miss from a Lost-esque island plane crash. (Note: I hope this doesn't happen. I don't see one Iraqi soldier or hot convict on this flight.) This kills me. It causes me physically pain to write about it. I don't want to get called into Ben's office and have him show me World Series footage, I want to be there for the rally on Thursday and at the first home playoff game in three years. I want to experience each and every moment of this playoff run, have crazy parties in the parking lot before the games, not miss a single out of a single game and blackout after the losses. (Who am I kidding? I want to black out after the wins too.) I want to live it. Instead, I'll be sitting at a beach bar in tropical Costa Rica this weekend watching the games on TV. #humblebrag
Am I seriously complaining right now? Is this the most white whine post in MPD history? No, of course not. This trip is a necessary trip in my personal development and it could end up being a very lucrative thing for me. Which would be great for all of us. (Forward Fabrics for everyone!) I am happy to get out of Wisconsin for a little bit and spend some much needed time in the sun. I'm excited to exchange my money because every time I do that I feel like a millionaire. A dollar is like 10,000 bucks down there. I can't wait to meet someone who doesn't speak English who talks to me in Spanish and be all like "lol im american bro idk wtf u sayin" This trip is a good thing. I'm pumped.
The point I would like to make is that it doesn't matter where we are. This site has readers from all over the state and all over the country. Do I think the Milwaukee-area fans are bigger fans than the ones located in California? No way. You don't have to be at Miller Park for any of these games to be apart of it. We are all apart of it. Despite missing out on the atmosphere at the ballpark I will still be living and dying with every pitch. I'll probably still black out after the losses, only here I might have my kidneys stolen. I will still be on here and on twitter and everywhere else. I'll still be the same guy with the same feelings and the same opinions only I'll be doing it
high on sweet South American cocaine from another country. It doesn't matter where we are, let's do this thing.
Besides, I'd rather go to the NLCS anyway.