When they showed those clips of Buckner and Boone near the end of Game 4, my large smile was replaced with an enormous one. Because i realized that i wouldnt be seeing much more of them. And not only that, but they suddenly held almost no meaning for me. What used to make me cringe, suddenly made me smile. It was all just wiped away.

That’s why this is so sweet. Not just for the feeling in that moment when you’ve finally won. But realizing how this changes everything.

At Last!

i dont know what to write so i wont make this long. it just feels better than i ever thought it would to take down the yankees. That was not just for us, that was for the 1978 fans, the 1999 fans, and the 2003 fans. That was for every Red Sox fan who watched a game played in yankee stadium and had to endure all the signs about the curse and all the ribbing from yankee fans they know. the bully had us down again, bleeding from the lip, ready to steal our lunch money like he does every time. but we fought back. we fought back like no other person has ever before. and we took down the bully. and things will never be the same. even if the bully beats us up somewhere down the road, in the back of his mind he’ll never forget what it felt like to get knocked out by the little scrawny kid he used to intimidate. It’s all different now.

If we don’t win the world series, I’m sure we’ll still see posters about the Curse in yankee stadium next year. So while i dont believe in curses, the only way it will die in the minds of the people is if we win. If we do win, yankee fans will be reduced to pathetic signs like “26-1, is that what you’re proud of?” or “only 25 more to catch up”. i will see those signs and laugh. ha freaking ha. we beat you. we beat you worse than any team has ever beaten you before. it still feels good.

one thing i know for sure. the first time the yankees and red sox meet in 2005, you will hear the loudest “who’s your daddy?” chant you have ever heard in your life.

go sox.

it’s a strange feeling knowing that when you wake up tomorrow you will either be facing one of the worst days of your life or one of the best days of your life. There’s nothing you can do to stop it from happening and there’s nothing you can do to affect the outcome of the event. Tonight’s Game 7 will happen to you and it will be a landmark experience either way.

3 months from now i will still look back on Games 4,5, and 6 of this series with a smile. It was a literally unprecedented run. No other baseball team has ever done that before. Regardless of how this game 7 turns out, they can never take those 3 games away.

But in the short term, we are once again measuring our proximity to a world series in terms of outs and not games. not getting there will be very disappointing, regardless of how improbable it seemed 72 hours ago. Especially when it means you have lost to the yankees when you had a chance to drop a large anvil called “Best Series Comeback Ever” on their heads.

I feel like i am in the final episode of the Bachelor right now. I am one of the two remaining girls, dressed in my gown, walking down the aisle knowing that i am about to experience great joy or great pain. I am either going to be proposed to by a man i love or i am going to get dumped and pissed on in front of a national TV audience. Tomorrow will either be one of the best or worst days of my life and there’s nothing i can do to affect the outcome. Good times.

Thank goodness this game is tonight. I need closure. Let’s get it on and overwith.

i’m not gonna say anything. that’s why i’m posting today. to say nothing. yes i am alive. yes i am excited about tonight’s game. no, i have no expectations. it’s not like there’s a slim chance of hope. no team in baseball has ever done this. let alone against the yankees. so i’ll still keep watching the games knowing it can’t be done, hoping that i can be proven wrong. knowing that the yankee lineup is scarier than nude pictures of dick cheney, yet hoping that our ragtag bullpen can keep them off the scoreboard. knowing that i am only being setup for a letdown, but hoping that maybe this is the year.

i said it at the beginning of this series and i’ll say it again. both teams have an equal chance of winning each game. they are that evenly matched. i said that when the series was 0-0, 3-0, and now 3-2. if we win tonight, i’ll say it again. if we lose, i’ll tip my hat, mumble a few choice words under my breath about Matsui’s mother and Jeter’s sexual preferenece, and then get ready for next year.

one thing i won’t do though, is forget how exhilirating these last 2 games have been. if nothing else, i won’t walk away from this season feeling like it was a total waste.

but yeah, like i said, i have nothing to say. no rain. let’s get this overwith.