At home, on my La-Z-Boy in suburban Harrisburg, Pennsylvania, drinking Leinie's Oktoberfest, and foregoing cheesesteaks as long as the series lasts. In 1982, I was a kindergartner in St. Louis ( the only Brewers fan in the whole school) caught behind the Cardinal red curtain, taunted for wearing a Brewers cap. 26 years later in the circle of life, there will once again be a displaced Brewers fan behind another red curtain, still proudly wearing Brewer blue. And I want to wear that with pride next week in Philadelphia!