It was 5:45 on Friday morning and I heard my dad in the distance calling my name. I grunted and rolled over, ignoring his early morning wake up call. He called my name again and got no response. Two seconds after he left my room, I jumped up and realized this was the day I have been waiting for since the day I was born, the Phillies World Series Parade!
We arrived in Philly around 8:30 and claimed our spot on Chestnut and Broad. We waited and waited and waited. I watched the crowd grow and saw cars drive by with huge Phillies flags hanging out of their windows. I also witnessed a man in a chicken costume driving down the street on a motorcycle.
After 12:15, I can’t really remember what happened everything became a blur and it all happened way too fast. What I do remember was that this parade was the time of my life. The highlight of the whole parade was Pat “The Bat” Burrell leading the parade on the Budweiser Trolly (typical Pat Burrell style) with chants of “Bring back Pat” echoing through the streets. No words can describe what I felt or experienced that day, hence the short article. Since I can’t describe in words, hopefully these pictures will help.