I've been a Milwaukee Brewers fan since I was a kid. Since before their one-and-only trip to the World Series in 1982, when they heartbreakingly lost to the evil St. Louis Cardinals in seven games.

Not that I'm bitter about that.

And so, today is a wondrous day--a day I've wanted to see for a long, long time. The Brewers are in the post-season. This will be new experience for me, actually being able to cheer for my favorite sports team in the playoffs as an adult.

Thank you, CC Sabathia. Thank you, Ryan Braun. Thank you Corey Hart and Prince Fielder and Ben Sheets and JJ Hardy and Rickie Weeks and Manager Dale Sveum and...everyone. Even Ned Yost, though he's not too popular with the Brewer faithful of late. (I have a soft spot for Ned, since he was on the 1982 roster of "Harvey's Wallbangers" that went to the World Series only to lose to the evil St. Louis Cardinals in seven games. Not that I'm bitter about that. Or did I say that already?)

This year, above all years, I'm gonna love me some October.