I'll admit, I don't know that much about baseball, but in 2004, was the first baseball postseason series I ever watched, and only because my dad was watching it (my dad is a huge sports fan of anything New England: I think he would ditch the family to marry Bobby Orr, I really do). I remember seeing his emotions after the first three games, and just feeling bad. Then, the next four games were magical. I don't think you could have written a better story. We had a big party at my house for Game 7, and we got to beak some Yankee fans.
One of the my best sports memories ever, and I don't even like the sport that much. That's how awesome the 2004 ALCS was.