Because I’m extremely devoted to taking poor photographs of my television, I didn’t go to Game 4 of the NLDS on Thursday evening. You make a decision like that way in advance, and sometimes it works, and sometimes it doesn’t.
But the thing you miss is, potentially, the chance to get lost in a weird avalanche of mostly strangers who suddenly feel that they all, together, at the same instant, have won the lottery. Inside the gates, you might find an electric moment that makes your skin feel like it’s covered with pop rocks and soda, that makes you even tremble from adrenaline even though you were just standing there, eating a cold and soggy pretzel. Something that — the second it happens — you know you will never ever forget.
It’s happened at least three times for me — George Mason over U-Conn., Sergei Fedorov’s game-winner, and Usain Bolt in Beijing. Have to figure that, for the vast majority of the Nationals Park crowd, Thursday night gets there.
Anyhow, blah blah blah. Here are some videos of what it felt like from the stands. It’s not quite the same thing, but at least you can hear loud noises. Possible language warning, although really, it all just sounds like AIJEOIUFOIFJSFO ISFPOIHDFOIDSJFPOSIJFL AIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGHGHGHGHGHHGH!!!!