Not going to lie, the best part about watching the deciding game between the Cardinals and Phillies is all the repeated shots of the crowd as the game got later and later, with but a diminutive 1-0 score, with people growing more and more concerned, and the superstitions came out, and the fans began to look more and more pathetically glum. Rally caps, endless shots of people worriedly rubbing their hands, and numerous hair pulling.
But when the final outs were recorded, the practical montage of distressed and defeated fans were pure gold. Children, adults, and the elderly all looking like they were all told that their families were killed. All the face palming, people crying, and heads hung low.
The defeat of the Phillies made me feel happier, more than the failure of the Braves made me upset. lol
