In the span of twenty five days, the Kansas City Royals captured the hearts and blood pressure levels of baseball fans everywhere. With a chance to prove their 2014 run at the championship was not just a fluke, the boys in blue set out to accomplish just that. On October 8th, the Royals lost the first game of the American League Division Series against the Houston Astros. The shaky opening and the tied series led to a Johnny Cueto performance of a lifetime on October 14th sending the Royals to 1985 all over again to face the feared Toronto Blue Jays in the ALCS. Not only did the Blue Jays have some phenomenal hitters, but they had one of the toughest AL pitchers, David Price. The Royals quickly exposed the flaws of Toronto and by the 23rd, Kansas City was going back to the World Series for the second year in a row.
Correct me if I’m wrong, but this is not the team that I remember loathing while loving them at the same time throughout my childhood. Being born in ‘88, I did not get to experience the magic of 1985. The only magic I was able to experience was the magic of 2014 and how everything started to align for the Royals to be in a Wild Card spot with a chance to play baseball in October for the first time in my life. I was not alone in thinking the Royals weren’t out of the race completely, even when the opposing team took a large lead against them. The team of 2014 was the ultimate Royals team, until the team of 2015 stormed the world of baseball in April. The hard attitude and confidence of this team was something to behold and for the first time in recent memory, the Royals were hated and feared by others. I spent 25 years being laughed at for saying I was a Royals fan and finally people stopped laughing and started watching the Royals with pride.
This team united a city that was usually full of seasonal sports depression that would start with the Royals in April and end with the Chiefs falling short of a playoff win in January. Despite those that root for the Jayhawks on hoops and Sporting KC in soccer, this town can be full of disappointed, yet loyal fans.
On Tuesday, our ladies got to be part of a celebration our city has been anticipating for 30 years. We started the day with some champagne and we were greeted by our amazing zTrip driver, Jancris Morris. Not only were we faced with over 800,000 people trying to get downtown to the parade and rally, we were also faced with a time crunch. Jancris got us down to the start of the parade by 13th & Oak RIGHT when we were supposed to be there! It was a miracle that we were able to do this. Without our driver’s expert knowledge of the Kansas City area, we would not have made it! So thank you, zTrip and thank you Jancris!
Our view of the parade was magical, and thanks to cell phones not working, we had a great snapchat coverage going on but then it was erased and gone forever. The experience of seeing the gleaming World Series trophy go by was enough to cement into my memory forever. The feeling of excitement and gratitude washed over the crowd with the individualized chants for each player as they rode by. The smiles went for miles and it was hard to find a single person upset that day. We ventured over to Power and Light to watch the Union Station rally and had an amazing time with the people of Kansas City.
I have never been a part of my team winning anything this major and am lucky to see it happen. This team has revived hometown pride in a way that I’ve never seen before and I am so very proud of my hometown. With the help of so many great people, this town became the model for other cities to try and copy with the peaceful cheering and lack of riots. Why the hell would we be flipping over cars and burning things down? We spent 30 years waiting for this moment, it wasn’t going to be wasted on tearing down the city. The Royals brought excitement back to a town that needed something to cheer for and they most certainly were not a fluke.