THE TEAM OF DESTINY!!!

Oh, shit. Oh, shit. Oh, shit.

You know when you experience that feeling, that chill-inducing moment of clear specificity, of experiencing something unexplanable yet something that needs no explanation, the feeling of ineluctable knowingness, of absolute positivity, of:

"This. Is. It."

I experienced that violent synaptic-cum-cardiac jolt last night the second Torii Hunter smacked his 28th HR last night, a 3-run BOMB to give the Twins the lead in the top of the 8th & eventually beat Boston. It's one of those moments that compresses fear and ecstasy to the point where a mere spoonful contains the density of an entire star.

This is it.

We're going all the way. I know it. I just do.