Thank you, Bruce Bochy. Thank you for exorcising over five decades' worth of demons from our collective souls, three times over. Thank you for giving generations of families lasting memories that will be passed down for years to come. Thank you for helping fulfill the dreams of so many Giants fans who didn't live to see that first parade down Market Street and for bringing happiness to their loved ones. And from a personal standpoint, thank you for allowing me to share two of those championships with my Dad, when neither of us thought we'd even get to see one.