PHILADELPHIA -- For a quarter of a century, they'd waited for this night, waited for this moment.
For a quarter of a century, they'd watched these scenes happen in somebody else's town, on somebody else's field of dreams.
Seasons came. Seasons went. Baseball seasons. Football seasons. Basketball seasons. Hockey seasons.
They never ended this way -- not a stinking one of them. Not in Philadelphia -- the city where these sorts of dreams never came true.
And then, on a wintry Wednesday night in October, in the cliff-hanger episode of "A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Parade Floats," it happened.
It was 9:58 p.m. in the Eastern time zone. The perfect closer, Brad Lidge, finished off the perfect season with the perfect pitch.