History?

In 2004, four years ago on this date, I was working a late shift the night the Red Sox clinched. I raced through the two-lane highways of the Pinelands to get home to watch the final inning by myself.

In 2007, the final game droned on and Christine had to go to bed, so I watched the clincher in the basement by myself.

If the Phillies clinch tonight, I'll be among 45,000+ who will be going berserk. The one for whom I most want the Phillies to win will be standing next to me waving her rally towel and snapping pictures for the blog.

I hope she comes home happy.

Obviously, we do not expect to be home at a reasonable time for a post-game blogging. We'll catch y'all on Tuesday.