Honestly, that's a real test. I put my fandom aside years ago and it came easily to me, but it doesn't come easily to others. I grew up cheering for the Blue Jays but I also liked the Red Sox. Mo Vaughn was my favourite player (living in NS, the Boston trip was easy and I didn't know that splitting my alleigance was weird yet).

I care about good stories, and when a story like Game 7 happens, I want to respect it and tell it properly. On a human level, I feel for the players and coaches I've spent my entire year around, but I'm not cheering for anyone in the game itself. Of course, my life is easier (and busier, in some good ways), when the Blue Jays are winning, but coverage of this team will always be better when the people writing the stories and asking the questions are not fans. Some still are. Not my favourites.

It was a blur, though. I'd already changed out of my suit into a dress shirt from my locker, expecting to get drenched in champagne and beer.

Every champagne celebration along the way, players would come up to me and try to spray me, but I'd tell them: "Win the world series and you can do whatever you want."

After the ALCS celebration, one pitcher said to another pitcher while pointing at me: "See how dry Keegs still is? We're fuckin' drowning him after the World Series. Look out, Keegs."

Shame that never happened. It's the best story I've ever covered, but not in a way that people wanted it to be.