I'm not sure if you heard or not, but THE PHILADELPHIA PHILLIES WON THE WORLD SERIES! Yup, that's right. The city of Philadelphia won its first professional sports championship since 1983 -- its first since I've been alive. Words can't express the overabundance of joy this brought me last Wednesday.

On Monday, the Phils played six innings before a rain delay postponed the rest of the game until Tuesday. On Tuesday, it was STILL raining in PA, so they waited until Wednesday.

Uh oh, I thought to myself. I had a group project meeting (for the MEDA convention -- Mennonite Economic Development Associates) that night. Thankfully my group members were willing to push our gathering time up an hour so that I we could finish in time to watch the game.

And watch the game, I did. Barely, though.

We fought through two tough innings of one-run baseball. At the time, it was the most nerve-wracking sports experience of my life. I kept thinking, "why can't we be up 10-2 like the last game?" But I wouldn't have it any other way. Our closing pitcher, Brad Lidge, who hadn't lost a save opportunity all year, came in for the ninth inning. All he had to do was get three outs to put us at 86-0 on the season when leading going into the ninth inning. That's all. Three outs. Three outs, and the city of brotherly love would erase its mark as the longest championship-less city with four professional sports.

I haven't left you with much to guess. I opened the blog with the answer. Lidge did it. He got three outs. The Phils won. The city won. We won. We are the champions.

Complete (ph)andemonium overtook the apartment room we were watching in, throughout the city that night, on Friday during the parade down Broad Street, and will continue for years to come. Cause who knows how long it'll be until we see another championship. It had been 15 years (Sixers won in 1983).

Hopefully I won't be 36 when the next one comes to town.

Check out some photos of our watch party during the game, our celebration Friday night at the South Side Soda Shop (owned by a Philly native) where my buds and I got Philly Cheesesteaks to commemorate the win, and a few others from the press.