After the 6-2 victory over the Houston Astros, the nation’s capital celebrates a sporting event that seemed impossible during the morning
And Washington was a party. The dream come true. It could be. For the first time in 95 years, the Nationals of the capital of the United States won what the Americans call the World Baseball Series, although all the teams are American products, but there by the beginning of the 20th century the League was awarded The qualifier as global, since baseball was considered to be outside the US, had no level and was an anecdote.
The Nationals made history on Wednesday night in Houston. They played away from home. The deed was not minor. Those in Washington won the Astros 6 to 2 in the seventh game of a baseball final that was agonizing and lasted up to seven games. With other data for the records: the Nats have become the first team in the history of the majors to conquer the title winning all the games as a visitor.
Who was going to say it when last May, the chances of something like this happening were 1.5%. There are several generations that have grown without the precious title and many feared that this time could not be, because the team played for three times in a row last weekend playing at home. And yet, around midnight, on the day before Halloween, an exact crowd of 43,326 spectators occupying Houston’s Minute Maid Stadium watched as visitors exploded in jumps, hugs and sang victory. They looked like children. Exultant faces of happiness and blows of chest between them. Euphoria. Tears of good, of happiness. Scherzer was jumping over Strasburg. Cabrera about Zimmerman. Soto celebrated with Kendrick. Suzuki with Adams. Hudson on Gomes …
The coronation in Houston (Texas) had its mimetic reflection in Washington. More than 2,300 kilometers away and in a different time zone, the city burst with happiness. Children with no time to go to bed even though it was school day. Elders who had the vague memory that in 1924, the capital team, then called Senators, won the World Series to the New York Giants. Followers in the streets on a magical and electric night, in a city battered by politics that deserved a break.
There was the roar of fireworks that were going northwest of the city. Bars full of people celebrating the certainty that the impossible is sometimes possible. The newspapers say that a man ran naked through the streets adjacent to Capitol Hill. Around the White House, a large group of supporters of the Nationals were unfriendly with the president in office and dedicated words of tone. “I love this city,” Charlotte Clymer, texana, head of communication for HRC, the largest defense and fight group for the LGBTQ collective, reported on her Twitter account.
Donald Trump has been a spectator relegated to the background in this victory. In the fifth game of the Series, at the National Park stadium, in the southeast of the city, along the Anacostia River, the famous Spanish chef José Andrés was the guest chosen to launch the first throw of honor. Donald Trump watched from the guest stand. For a moment, the president responded with a smile to the public’s exclamations. Until he found that the murmur was a long boo. The smile was grimacing.
Little did the rain matter. He did not stop falling all night and continued well into the morning. The Nats Stadium distributed 36,000 tickets so that whoever wanted it could witness the future victory through a giant screen. The bleacher turned into a thunderous roar near midnight. A young man was tearing his shirt and throwing himself on the ground slipping on the rain.
The city mayor, Muriel Bowser, celebrated the glory through Twitter. With the announcement of a parade this Saturday at 14.00 (local time), the council consolidated the extension of the party. Near the town hall, the bus driver did not want to miss the celebration that pedestrians kept on the street. He took the brake and descended from the vehicle to perform the victory dance between cheers and mobile phones that were recorded. Concluded his contribution to collective glory, the man drove his bus again.
The radiant looks, the exultant faces of happiness and joy during the early morning were happy but sleepy faces at the bus stops and when leaving the children at school. Teachers wearing the colors of the city team exhausted, after a night of celebration that will last this Thursday until crowning the night of Halloween. A lot of red, a lot of baseball caps, a lot of white W in clothes. Much humming the contagious melody of Baby Shark , which has become the soundtrack of the team.
The car horns ended up being silenced after long hours of noise. While baseball players drank champagne in Houston, the bars in the District did not stop serving beer to some successful fans. The city has dawned happy. With a hangover of happiness. With the joy of being the champions in almost a hundred years of the World Baseball Series. The slogan “Keep Fighting” was already another. The fight is over. It could be. Congratulations, Nats. Finally.