Strangers embraced and laughed together, and some even cried.
Others set off fireworks at Broad Street near Oregon Avenue. Some celebrants took the old-school approach and stood on street corners banging pots and pans, while motorists conducted a car-horn symphony.
In Center City, hundreds of people spilled out of bars, screaming and spinning shirts over their heads.
Meanwhile, thousands of fans celebrated on Cottman Avenue near Frankford. Dozens of cops from several law-enforcement units monitored the joyous chaos that unfolded on the streets of Mayfair. No serious incidents were reported, police said.
Last night's victory pushed tens of thousands right over the edge into rabid, glorious hysteria. Dreaming about a championship parade down Broad Street is no longer fool's work. It's downright realistic.
To longtime fans, that is utterly priceless.
Earlier in the night, hundreds of fans crammed inside McFadden's Restaurant and Saloon, at Citizens Bank Park, gleefully watching the Phils' widening lead.
A sea of fans wearing red and white swirled around the bar stamping out manic chants of "Let's Go, Phillies" and "Beat L.A."
Andrew Mendolia, 24, of Glassboro, N.J., was beside himself as he shouted above the roar of the crowd. "This is the most amazing experience of my life as a fan," he said.
"It's amazing how my generation has flocked to the Phillies. We feel such a connection with that team. We're going to win, there's no doubt. We're going to the World Series. It's going to be crazy around here."
Robert Brazas, 27, of New Castle, Del., tried unsuccessfully not to spill beer as he pumped his fist into the air.
