The Red Sox Win the World Series
Okay, gotta be honest here, part of why I haven't been writing lately is that not only have I been so wrapped up following the Red Sox amazing post-season, but have been worried about jinxing them by breaking that silence. But, now, after last night's victory there is no longer any such threat. Not going to get any politics out of me today, just basking in the happiness over the Red Sox actually winning the world series. I was ten years old in 1975 and vividly remember the heartbreak of that year. In my heart Pete Rose should be kept out of the hall of fame just because of his being part of the team that won that year. Flash forward to 1986, watching on my roommate's TV in our darkened Brooklyn apartment daring to believe that I was actually going to see the Red Sox win the world series, followed by the crushing collapse. Heartbreak redux. Then came this year.
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