Living the dream one season at a time
Another postseason over, I packed my bag Tuesday morning for my flight home. Among the dirty underwear, socks and assorted laundry were a few mementoes from the 2010 World Series: a Tim Lincecum wig, a blue Claw and Antler T-shirt, my old Willie Mays replica jersey, and a blue dress shirt smelling slightly of champagne and beer. I did my best to avoid the postgame spray in the clubhouse, but as is usually the case, fell victim to collateral damage in the team's celebration.
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