Has it really been 20 years?
I was sitting on a coach in my home in the woods of the Berkshires of Massachusetts. My wife had already gone to bed, but she wasn’t the type of baseball fan for me to wake up to scream, “you’re not going to believe this!”, which I wanted to do several times. So I watched it alone.
A few months later, I was a Minnesotan, and the Twins haven’t come close to a World Series since.
Sorry about that, Minnesota.