Grown men cried.

Women danced like no one was watching, recorded the dance and posted it on social media.

I even know a guy who offered to pardon his wife for a 12-year-old transgression if only she would agree to have another child and let him name the offspring.

OK. That guy was me. I’ll explain later.

In case you missed it Wednesday, the Texas Rangers completed one of the most shocking turnarounds in Major League Baseball history.

A team that finished with a 68-94 record in 2022 then went 90-72 during the 2023 regular season. They won all 11 games they played on the road during the playoffs — no team has ever done that — and closed out the title run with a 5-0 win against the Arizona Diamondbacks in Phoenix.

The franchise, in its 63rd season overall and 52nd in Arlington, is now a World Series champion.

If you tell me you picked the Rangers to win it all before this season started — and the old adage is true — you better stop, drop and roll right now because your pants are aflame.

I’m a diehard Atlanta Braves fan dating all the way back to 1980, so I won’t take up space that might be occupied by future Texas bandwagon fans.

But I was pulling so hard for the Rangers during this World Series, you can count me as one of those grown men who shed a tear when the final out was recorded.

I’m happy for the Rangers, who — to be brutally honest — looked like a T-ball team playing against big league guys for the past several years.

I’m happy for players like Corey Seager and Marcus Semien and manager Bruce Bochy, who could have signed anywhere but for some reason (the money helped) decided to come to Arlington and rebuild a franchise.

I’m happy for Evan Carter, a rookie who grew up where I grew up — in the mountains of East Tennessee — and at the age of 21 is now the second most famous person in his hometown (Elizabethton) behind only Jason Witten.

Mostly, though, I’m happy for a lot of folks I know who are real fans of the Texas Rangers.

I’m talking about my brother, Randy, who didn’t live to see this but had the best seat in the house Wednesday night.

And Tyler Morning Telegraph Sports Editor Phil Hicks, who watched his first Rangers game in person back in 1972.

And Kilgore College Sports Information Director Chris Craddock, who spent a lot of summer days in Arlington watching the Rangers with his dad — legendary columnist Van Craddock. I’ve known Chris since 1986, and he’s never wavered in his love for the Rangers.

Lord knows he and other fans have been tested by the team over the years.

Texas made it to the World Series back in 2010, but to be honest, they never had a chance against the San Francisco Giants and bowed out meekly in five games.

But, in 2011, the Rangers were on the verge of winning Game 6 — and the World Series — twice. One pitch away in the bottom of the ninth and one pitch away in the bottom of the 10th before the St. Louis Cardinals found a way to stay alive and then won it in walk off fashion in the bottom of the 11th.

Which brings us to the deal I tried to make with my lovely wife on Wednesday.

With one out remaining in the ninth inning of that 2011 World Series, Rachel — who had been sitting the entire game — stood up and turned on an overhead light so she could watch the celebration that should have happened between me and our son.

Instead, as baseball fans are fully aware, she killed the Rangers’ Mojo. The Cardinals rallied for the victory, and then won Game 7.

She’s dealt with that guilt for 12 years now, which is why I thought she would jump at my offer to give her an official pardon if only we could have another child and name it after the current batch of Rangers.

I’m striking out so far, but I think Corey Marcus Evan Bochy Stallard has a nice ring to it.