Armageddon's here
Put your mind at ease, Jim, Mr. Graff won't be burning down your house or shaving your dog. That's not how they celebrate in Boston, as far as I know. Sounds more like Detroit.
Angst-ridden Red Sox fans -- and I've been afflicted with a mysterious, fatalistic passion for the Sox over the last 20 years, despite growing up a Phillies fan in Pennsylvania and Virginia -- are rejoicing a sweet Series sweep, made all the sweeter that it came on the heels of 86 years of misery and a historic comeback from down 0-3 against the Evil Empire.
As for the question: What now? No clue. I think Boston will become more a baseball town like St. Louis, so much less jaded. Or maybe they'll just transfer their frustrations to the Celtics. The other big question: Who's next to end the suffering? The Cubs? The White Sox, who are enduring what I call the Curse of the 1919 Black Sox? Maybe the Indians, who were three outs away in '97 but for the Curse of Joe Table?
That's not Boston's problem anymore. Rest easy, Babe.
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One thing's for sure; Red Sox fans won't be giving up their "me, too," little-brother status anytime soon. Boston and its fans will continue to refer to the Yankees as the Evil Empire, will bemoan every failed trade and will eternally play Canada to the Yankees' United States.
Sure, I'm glad they won, but only for Buckner's peace of mind.
Posted on October 28, 2004 11:25 AM