All photos of WS Game 1 watch party and WS Game 2 @ AmFam Field available on Flickr.
It finally happened and I still can't believe it! The Brewers not only made it back to the World Series for the first time in 44 years, but they won the whole damn thing, defeating the Tampa Bay Rays in 5 games for their first World Championship in franchise history. I was born two months after the Brewers were last in the World Series in 1982, so I have literally been waiting my entire life for this, as were many generations of Brewers fans all throughout Wisconsin and the world. It was a very tense and exciting month of October in the Nagel household, so I can only imagine how the players and staff must have felt. I sat (stood) on pins and needles with every pitch, I rode the highs and the lows (mostly highs), and my wife and I leapt for joy when Brice Turang threw to Jake Bauers to record the final out on Wednesday night, October 25th, 2026, a date that will go down in Brewers history forever. I still find myself grinning and fist pumping randomly nearly a week later and I could not be more happy and proud of this team. Not only did they win the World Series, but the championship puts a bow on what was their greatest regular season in franchise history, with one of the historically most dominant postseasons of all time with an 11-2 record, including an NLCS sweep of the vaunted Dodgers. And they did it with just about everybody on the roster contributing and having a big moment along the way, which was a hallmark of the 2026 Brewers.
Equally as important for me is that I got to share the World Series with many of my closest friends and family as well as hundreds of thousands of rabid Brewers fans in Milwaukee for Games 1 and 2. I drove into town Friday night, and my brother and I watched Game 1 at a watch party and a couple of bars downtown. I was super excited to have tickets to Game 2 and that was obviously the main reason I drove to Milwaukee, but quite honestly the experience would not have been the same if all I did was go to AmFam for the game and then left the next day. To feel and and be a part of that palpable energy Friday night in the city was indescribable. The shared experience of a bar full of people crammed shoulder to shoulder watching the game and cheering loudly with every pitch made me feel so proud and fortunate, and the 3-2 Game 1 win just got me that much more excited (and hoarse) for Game 2.






