Wild Card

I have never jumped higher, yelled louder, or smiled crazier than I did on Sunday when sitting in the 17th row at field level I watched Ryan Braun jack a two-run homer to put the Brewers up 3-1 over the cubs in the bottom of the 8th. Pure bliss. I will never forget watching the end of the Marlins-Mets game on the big screen at Miller Park with 30,000 brewers fans, nor will I forget the millions of pieces of blue and gold confetti falling onto us like a blizzard of relief. The stress of watching/listening to 162 games through ups and downs was gone and in its place was pure jubilance. This was most certainly the best baseball game I have ever been to. I only hope it doesn't peak here, and we can keep it going.