It's great to see the hometown team in the Series. Back in August, no one thought they'd be playing now; they were 10½ games back, and didn't qualify for the postseason until the last day of the regular season. Then, they had to win series against the Philadelphia Phillies and the Milwaukee Brewers. They did all that, and here they are!
In honor of this premiere baseball event, here's a poem written by Helen of Living Boldly. Helen, thanks for letting me repost it.
When summer fun has ended
And autumn leaves begin to fall
Baseball takes the center stage
For the greatest show of all
Frenzied fans will pack the stands
Will scream and shout and cheer
It's time for the World Series
For the best games of the year
Fans keep track on scorecards
Pitch by pitch and run by run
Through each of the nine innings
Or 'till the game is done
They boo the home plate umpire
Its three strikes and you're out!
No spit balls, scuff balls, mud balls
Umpires must leave no doubt
When the games have ended
And the champion has been crowned
They know they've been a part of something
Something quite profound