This one goes out to:
My Grandfather –
We did it again!
My Grandmother –
I miss you a ton.
94 wins –
Without you, we don’t play in October.
68 losses –
Without you, we don’t build the character to endure the month.
The superstitions that worked –
Especially the drinking ones and the ten pounds gained from it. Minus the ten pounds.
Allowing me to disappear in a sea of black and orange without even me having to ask.
The state of Florida –
Thanks for letting me throw three heart-attack winning tantrums on your land during the NLDS.
All of you –
That allow the San Francisco Giants and game of baseball to mean something special to you.
And last but not least, those of you –
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