It's the best I can remember. Not only for the miraculous performance from the pitching staff, the parade of big hits in big spots and the triumphant return of Utley, but also for how every single break seemed to go the Phillies' way. They're the kind of things that always seemed to happen for the Braves, but never, ever for our Phils.

Rowand's 40 foot dribbler to tie the 2nd game.
Marlon Anderson's boneheaded interference to save the 3rd.
Consecutive RBI bloop singles from Ruiz and Victorino to take the lead yesterday.
The throw hitting Ruiz on his triple when he was almost definitely out at third (OK, he didn't end up scoring, but you get the point).
Werth starting the rally in the 9th with yet another softly hit floater.

And on the other side, it seemed like half of the Mets' hard-hit balls ended up in someone's glove, whether it was leaping catches at the wall or diving stops on the third-base line. Of course, credit is due to the Phils for playing great in the field, but the contrast was striking. Add in the fact that the Mets were determined to make so many outs on the basepaths, that the pitching showed up for 3 games, that Jayson Werth stole second and third in the 9th inning... this was truly a charmed series.

And it really couldn't have ended sweeter. The 8th inning was one of the most excruciating bullpen meltdowns I have ever witnessed, and I'm amazed that they were able to come back from it. I really hope this team makes the playoffs, because if they don't, we'll probably all forget how much fun they are to watch, and how much they've had to overcome to even remain competitive into September.