Thursday, October 28, 2004

Stunned disbelief

The Red Sox won the World Series.

Those are seven words that simply do not belong together. Yet there they are. And it's not a joke.

It's such an amazing feeling. I've been a sports fan for 18 years, and never have I seen one of my teams win a championship. While my friends have seen a plentitude of champions--including one who's seen the Yankees win four times, the Giants win twice, and the Devils win twice--I had never experience that kind of overwhelming joy. Until now. Rarely does reality live up to the expectations. But not in this instance. This is as incredible as I imagined.

UPDATE: Two of my loyal readers have informed me that this post implies that I have been a Red Sox fan since 1986. That was not my intention. I have been a Sox fan for 4 1/2 years.

Wednesday, October 27, 2004

Bizarro Boston

The Red Sox have taken a commanding 3-0 lead in the World Series.

You read that right. The Red Sox--the team that hasn't won since 1918, the team that is cursed, the team that always finds new ways to lose--are pretty much guaranteed its fifth World Championship.

But, then again, are they? Like I just said, the Red Sox are the Picassos of creating new styles of losing. So if any team is capable of blowing a three-game advantage after coming back from a three-game deficit, it's the Red Sox. That's why I'm really nervous.

Last night, after the last out was recorded, a good friend put it best: "I think I'm gonna throw up."