In honor of National Blog Posting Month, I've posted exactly 1 time on this blog. This blog that I've been trying to post on at least once a week. This blog that is supposed to awaken my creative talents and turn me into a savvy writer. This blog that has, perhaps, a dozen readers world wide. Yes, I am all kinds of smart.
So I think I may have teased a little story I wanted to share about how I KNEW the Phillies were going to win the World Series this year, and NOW, faithful readers, is the day you get to know
"how she knew?!"
Some people speculate that there was a curse put upon the city. A curse by one
Ghost of William Penn wherein he was so upset that the city of brotherly love would build a structure higher than the statue of his likeness that he would, from heaven I guess, make it impossible for the sports in this city to win a championship (
lame ass sports not included). Well this year the
Philadelphia Cable Racket built a structure to outshine them all! A huge towering... tower and on the top a teeny tiny replica of the William Penn statue atop City Hall. That has nothing to do with it.
Some also speculate that there is some significance to the numbers 80 and 08. I'm a huge fan of palindromes and also a huge fan of finding numerical patterns and whatnot and that part of the story even has a roll to play in my theory but it is incomplete if we stop at just the 0's and the 8's.
The last time the Phillies won the world series, my lovely mother was pregnant with me. I was born 12/04/80. My husband was born on 2/21/83, BEFORE the Phillies next trip to the Fall Classic. Our child is due 12/20/08. Only the shadows know when this baby will make it's entrance into the world so we don't know yet if the dates have anything to do with it. I also don't know what significance this particular happenstance has on future Phillies seasons. I'm hopeful that there was some jinx broken by the conception of this child and that I won't have to have a baby every December in order to keep the streak alive. The potential origins of the aforementioned jinx are too complicated and personal for me to address on the web but rest assured, when we made this baby, I had no intention of doing so for the sake of Philadelphia sports (you'd have to ask Hoagey about his reasons but I'm pretty sure we both had no idea this would happen).
So, in closing, you can oooh and ahh all you want about Tug McGraw's 45 and Brad Lidge's 54 and the 100 season drought but the answer to the Phillies World Series Mystery Jinx lies in my offspring. You thought I was going to say uterus, didn't you? Well, I was.
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