I grew up in Philadelphia, with a father who was a big baseball fan. I would endure going to the games with him because of this:
That’s the Phillie Phanatic for those of you that might not know. He’s the mascot of the team, and the best thing ever. I love that green guy.
I’m still jealous because he once kissed my Mom. A Phillie Phanatic kiss entails a snake-like tongue coming out of his snout.
Here’s to the World Series, and the World Champion Philadelphia Phillies. Last year, and this year.