I have goosebumps just thinking about it. There are chills running through my body that cannot be mitigated by a sweater or blanket. I don’t know if I should smile, laugh, shake my head, or just sit here and cry.

I’ll probably just sit here and cry.

Several hours ago, the Toronto Blue Jays clinched first place in the American League East for the first time since 1993. They are going to the playoffs. We are going to the playoffs.

And let me stop you before you get all judgmental and mock me by saying, “Oh, it’s just a game. It’s just a sports team.” Because you’re wrong. This is more than just winning a game. Trust me, it is.

I grew up loving this team. I didn’t need a fancy hashtag back in 1998 to show my pride and loyalty. I was seven-years-old and the Blue Jays were the team I watched every single day throughout the summer. If I had to miss a game, it was the end of the world.

Growing up in Canada, it is a given that I love hockey. But truth be told, baseball was always my first love. I didn’t grow up wanting to be a hockey player. I grew up wanting to be a baseball player. There was just something about the game that drew me in.

A baseball game can give the impression that nothing is happening, while everything is happening. The fielders stand still. The pitcher stares at the catcher, who crouches behind the batter, who stares at the pitcher. At its surface, baseball is a lot of staring, spitting, and scratching. Yet at the same time, a million different scenarios are running through the minds of the players and coaches.

When the pieces are set in motion, instincts must take over. If you have to think, it’s too late. That’s what I love about the game.

I had only been on this earth for one year when the Blue Jays won their first World Series in 1992. The following year, they did it again. I was two-years-old. If you’re keeping score at home, that’s 24 months.

Needless to say, I don’t remember any of it.

In my grandparents’ basement, there used to be two picture frames on the wall. One was a Blue Jays team photo from 1992; the other was a team photo from 1993. I was about 10-years-old and no visit to their house was complete without a trip down to the basement to look at these photos.

My grandfather and dad provided the history lesson. They pointed at different players and shared a story about them. I stood there and nodded my head. At the time, it never occurred to me just how recent 1992 and 1993 were. In reality, it had only been about eight years.

Now, it’s been twenty-two years. Twenty-two years since the swing and a belt to left field, when Joe Carter touched them all, and SkyDome went ballistic. Twenty-two long years. Since then, the playoffs have been a rumour. A myth. A cherry that never went on top. A dance that we were never invited to.

Until now.

So when the Blue Jays recorded the final out and officially clinched the division, I was overcome with a million emotions, yet completely numb at the same time. This was really happening.

In my lifetime, I’ve watched thousands of games across numerous sports and I’ve never been so happy about the final score as I was last night. It was a level of euphoria that people probably reach on their wedding day. And there I was just sitting on a couch, staring at a TV, watching grown men celebrate a playoff berth by spraying champagne all over the place.

When you wait forever, for a moment that you’re not even sure will ever happen, and then it happens…well, there’s nothing more beautiful than that.

I’ve been writing this blog post for about an hour now and the goosebumps and chills have yet to subside. I don’t think they can.

I know there are many fans who feel the same way I do. Whether they’ve been following the team for many years, or just a couple of months. It doesn’t matter. We all cheer for the same team.

This moment has been elusive for so long. The fans are ready. The city is ready. The country is ready.

One week from tonight on October 8th, the Blue Jays take part in their first playoff game since 1993. A home playoff game, no less. I’m fortunate enough to have a ticket to that game. If I could enter the stadium right now and sit in my seat until the game starts, I would.

The atmosphere is going to be like nothing I’ve ever seen before. There won’t be a word in the dictionary to describe it. It will be loud. It will be rowdy. And the roof will be blown off the stadium.

That’s not a cliche.

It’s a promise.

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17 Responses to Clinched

  1. Nick says:

    As a Baltimore Oriole fan I know how it is to have a losing season. When we first made it to the playoffs a few years back it was electrifying. This however is now about my team its about yours and all of the accomplishments they’ve had this year. I am happy to see another sports fan and more important true team advocate become emotional at a time. I say congratulations to your team, and you personally for writing this fine post. Talking about goose bumps I think I got some while reading this post. Keep up the amazing work =). Great blog by the way! Officially following.

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    • Paul says:

      Thanks, I really appreciate that! For so long the AL East was dominated by the Yankees and Red Sox, I’m glad the rest of us have finally stepped up and have been able to win the division lately. Currently hoping the rain stops out there in Baltimore so they can continue this game today!

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      • Nick says:

        Absolutely! It has been rainy in the area for the past several days and it continues through the weekend. I agree completely with you in saying the Yankees and Red Sox have dominated our division for so long. It is nice to see another sports fan understand the different view points. If the Orioles don’t make it into the playoffs/wild card then I am rooting for the Blue Jays =).

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  2. Oh Paul. Who would have thought you would have gone all Canadian on us. Well if must…Go BLUE JAYS! 😀

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  3. George says:

    Good luck!!! Except when you play the Yankees, of course…:)

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  4. Barb Knowles says:

    Great post! Wonderful imagery. That sounds,all teacherish of me but you make me see it as you must see it. “A dance that we were never invited to.” Now you’ll be the last ones dancing on the floor. Congratulations to your team and to you for this post. You should send it to be published. All of Canada will want to read this….for real!

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  5. wgr56 says:

    I love this post. Good luck going forward. I’m an Astros fan who still hasn’t tasted the champagne despite watching my team for more than 50 years. Good luck going forward!

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