There has been champagne, cases and cases of champagne, so much champagne that for an entire month, the tunnels underneath Dodger Stadium reek.
There have been celebrations, countless celebrations, from swimming pools in Arizona to a diamond in San Francisco, so many celebrations that players no longer race into a dog pile, they jog into a hug.
There have been moments, memorable moments, Justin Turner spreading his arms, Clayton Kershaw fighting his tears, Yasiel Puig wagging his tongue, enough moments to fill a scoreboard video that will chill.
For the last five Octobers, the Dodgers have experienced every sort of postseason joy except for the one they covet most.