Love’s Raymond retweeted
Brewers World Series victory has evidently closed the portal to Hell opened by the Cubs 2016 title. Our long national nightmare is over
Love’s Raymond retweeted
These artifacts from the @Brewers’ first World Series championship will be part of baseball history forever at the Hall of Fame:
🔹 William Contreras’ chest protector and shinguards
🔹 Pat Murphy’s postseason hoodie
🔹 Aaron Ashby’s glasses
🔹 Sal Frelick’s Game 2 batting gloves
🔹 Christian Yelich’s Game 4 jersey
🔹 Cooper Pratt’s Game 4 and 5 bat
🔹 Jacob Misiorowski’s Game 5 cap
🔹 Brice Turang’s Game 5 cleats
Love’s Raymond retweeted
A sold out crowd singing "we are the champions" when the team is over 1,000 miles away
The people of Milwaukee did this whole thing right
Love’s Raymond retweeted
The Brewers are wearing cheeseheads that read, fittingly, “2026 WS champions.”
Love’s Raymond retweeted
Watching the #Packers play football in the year 2026
Love’s Raymond retweeted
The Brewers were ripping good luck cigs prior to each game of the World Series 😂😂
Love’s Raymond retweeted
Can’t celebrate for 10 seconds before this team finds a way to remind you of their numerous faults.
Offense +7
Defense +0
Special Teams -4
Packers by 3.
The Brewers are world champions. At long last, the Milwaukee Brewers are world champions.
I put a lot into this story. I hope it does it justice.
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Love’s Raymond retweeted
I'll never be able to properly repay @JLevering4 and @lanegrindle for allowing me the priviledge of joining them for the Brewers playoff broadcasts these last 4 weeks. If you have 5 minutes, these were my thoughts on what this great team accomplished.
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Love’s Raymond retweeted
Looks like Jacob Misiorowski, Aaron Ashby, Sal Frelick, and Cooper Pratt are on their way to Lambeau Field for the Packers-Panthers game on TNF
Commissioner's Trophy coming along with to Titletown
Love’s Raymond retweeted
John Smoltz continues to criticize Jacob Misiorowski because he can’t fathom the idea of someone being better than he ever was in just their second year of Major League Baseball.
He’s a deeply insecure man who can’t accept that someone is succeeding in a way that challenges his conventional ideas about pitching.
There is no analysis from Smoltz anymore, and there hasn’t been in a long time. It’s just projections from a grumpy old man yelling at clouds.


























