I got the go ahead and purchased tickets and flights for a game I wasn't even sure would happen (lucky the tickets would have been refundable if the Royals wouldn't have made it and the flight could have been credited toward a future flight).
Then wouldn't you know it. In five games of the ALCS our Boys in Blue sealed the deal.
We were headed home! In October! To see yet another World Series game (we went to San Francisco last year to watch the Royals v Giants)!
Tuesday morning our alarms went off at 4am. By 5:15am we were on the road. 7:45am we were in the air. At 2:30pm we landed in KC. We were on the road to Kauffman Stadium by 4:15pm. By 7pm we were in our seats, which were thankfully under an awning as it had rained all. Day. Long.
I won't replay the game, but I will say it had to have gone down as a classic. It took 14 innings, is tied for the longest World Series game to be played - 5 hours and 9 minutes. We saw an in field homer, watched a clutch 9th inning hiker that tied the game. And eventually lead to the Royals winning Game One.
It was nothing short of a thrill. The entire stadium was electric, and though we were flat out exhausted I didn't really want to leave.
Wednesday afternoon at 2:30 we were back at the Kansas City airport. By 4:45 we were on a flight back to LA, and at 8:15 we were back in SoCal. Thankfully we were able to watch Game Two on our plane.
Now here we are, totally World Series hangover, and just two games away from winning it all. Too bad we can't sneak back home for just one more game...