So, what do you do when your hometown baseball team goes to the World Series for the first time since 1933?

You call your old high school buddy and ask, “Hey, do you still have that baseball that Walter Johnson signed?”

You proudly post a picture of your autographed Frank Howard baseball card on Facebook.

And you wonder, now that the Washington Nationals are up 2-0 in the series, do you hope for a sweep, or do you root for the Houston Astros to win a game because your brother has promised to get you a ticket to Game 5 — if there is one.

This is a dilemma for winners — or rather, for those who root for them.

It’s definitely a new and wonderful feeling for older baseball fans who grew up in D.C., fans who know from humility.