I waited my entire life for the White Sox to win the World Series. Our family has been Sox fans for generations. My Grandfather died on August 11, 1991, the same day Wilson Alverez threw a no-no. In 2005 I was 39 years old, and I started to think I would never see the Sox get into the World Series, yet alone win one.
On October 15, 2005, I got married. We went to Paris for our honeymoon. I waited my entire life for that moment and I was in Paris. I would wake up in the middle of the night and watch CNN International to catch a score. And for some reason, they would not show the score until the game was complete. Game 3 had me going crazy, I had no idea what was happening and it seemed like an eternity before I finally got the news the Sox had won 7-5 in 14.
On October 27, (Remember I'm in Paris and they are 8 hours ahead of us) at 7:10 AM I finally received the news I waited for my entire life, The Chicago White Sox have won THE 2005 WORLD SERIES. We were CHAMPIONS. I just wish my Grandfather could have lived to see it.
We had a day trip planned for that afternoon to go to Champagne France to tour the wineries that produced Champagne. The last stop on that excursion was the Moët Chandon Winery. The maker of Don Perignon Champagne. The tour concluded in the Don Perignon champagne bar. I figured if I couldn't be at home celebrating the championship, then I will celebrate it here (and I did). I told my new bride to get comfortable, were not driving and the Sox are World Champions. I made a toast to the new world champions, and to let the torturing of the Cubs fans begin.
