National League Champions
Next stop: World Series
You knew when Rollins hit it they were gonna win.
His leadoff home run set the stage. When Hamels got through the first inning, the excitement started to build even more.
Then the Phillies added on, and the Dodgers made error after error.
It wasn’t L.A.’s night. It was Philadelphia’s night.
There was no way the Phils were losing this one.
This feeling doesn’t come around very often, not around here. The tension, the exuberance, the pride in the “P,” which stands for Philadelphia.
This is a serious team, and ol’ Uncle Charlie is starting to seem like a goofy old genious. This is a team that blew threw the feel-good Brewers and mopped up with Torre’s destined Dodgers.
L.A. criticized Philadelphia. The Dodgers complained about inside pitches and squabbled amongst themselves for not retaliating. Their ace called out their manager. The national media assumed a Manny reunion in a cross-coastal World Series with the Red Sox.
Through it all, the Phillies just played ball. Through it all, it was much-maligned Philly who showed class. Yes, that’s right. Philly — this place, this club — has been a class act.
Now, it’s Philadelphia who is going to the World Series.
