That game was so fantastic, I think I’m going to throw up. Seriously, I jumped for about three minutes straight after the last out, and I don’t even know what I did exactly after Willie made that catch, but it involved throwing myself off the couch to kiss the television when they showed Willie several times afterward. My stomach is like, iffy, my heart is racing, I love it!
The whole series was great, and though yesterday’s loss was a blow, at least it wasn’t a blowout. And while I was optimistic and super cheerful throughout the first game, then nervous and disappointed about the second game, when I turned the game on today I was just in the worst, pessimistic mood, getting furious about every Mets baserunner . . . and to have them pull it out like that . . . first in such Chipper and Tex back to back homer fashion, then making it interesting, then WILLIE — oh man. What a series.
Sorry I’m not very eloquent right now but I’m just overwhelmed by how wonderfully Disney movie-esque that game saving catch was. Particularly because RIGHT before Delgado hit that near homer, Chip was all, “If they end up losing this, the season is basically over. YEAH, I SAID IT.” And I had to agree with him, in an unrealistic, emotional sense. If we’d let that slip away — and then the homer — and the catch — holy crap. I’m all wound up!! I wish I was on that bus ride to Philly (and is a BUS RIDE not the greatest baseball image EVER after a win like that??!)! Hell, I feel like flying to Philly right now just to hug Willie.