I am a local. Born here, raised here blah blah blah. That said, I haven't rooted for the Giants since the 80s - specifically, since 1987 when they blew the NCLS lowered the love, and the 1989 World Series (a huge selection of my relatives being at Candlestick) killed it. Plus, what with the ADHD baseball is really hard to watch except when a. on a treadmill b. at the game, heckling or c. with a lot of people, heckling.
The neighborhood is going nuts, though. And I always approve of the Triumph of San Francisco Values.
In other news, I made 6 pounds of flour's worth of Pan de Muerto. The idea is that it will slowly rise overnight in the fridge and the Ksters will invite some second graders over to bash on it and shape it into skulls for second rise, bake and glaze. (I made the glaze, too.)