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Alexis DeLaCruz

There is crying in baseball

— Tom Hanks’ famous line in 1992’s “A League of Their Own” made baseball lovers all over agree that “there’s no crying in baseball.”

I beg to differ.

Monday night’s epic Colorado Rockies game proved otherwise.

There is crying in baseball. Lots of it.

Thousands of loyal and longtime fans were brought to tears after watching their team’s triumphant and incredible win against the San Diego Padres in extra innings.

While I’m sure the game was just as unbelievable on television, it was even more so in person.

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My Rockies adventure began at 9 a.m. Monday and didn’t end until about 4:30 a.m. Tuesday. It was 17 hours of pure rowdiness complete with greasy burgers, lots of beer, tailgating with a dude in a Saturn, losing my voice, bleeding, ripped jeans, cold Taco Bell at 1 a.m. and a terrifying drive – with a sober pilot – over Rabbit Ears Pass in a blizzard.

However, it was all worth it to be at Coors Field and in Denver on arguably one of the best days in Colorado sports history. Listening to 50,000 fans chant “MVP” every time Matt Holliday stepped up to plate was pure electricity. Screaming “Phillies suck” for 45 minutes at Breckenridge Brewery further bonded the throngs of people that flooded Denver’s streets in the moments after the Rockies beat the Padres. High fives abounded. Chest bumps were inevitable, and so was the crying.

In our state of euphoria and after realizing we had landed on the “wrong side of the tracks,” literally, we decided to scale a 6-foot fence to get back to our car. Tragically, and in the worst display of fence-jumping known to man, three of our comrades became wounded soldiers as we ripped our jeans and shirts and began bleeding profusely.

But it’s all right.

What’s a little blood when your Rockies are in the playoffs? Nothing.

So grab a tissue, because it’s going to be an emotional ride.

– Alexis DeLaCruz