18 October 2004 (Monday)
gone soft
The craziest thing happened last night: I started rooting for the Red Sox. Not just rooting for them, but actually praying. (Actual text of prayer: God, please make the Sox win just this game. And maybe tomorrow's. Not Game Six, though, because the West Wing season premiere is on Wednesday. Also, because I still love the Yankees. Thanks.) Don't get me wrong; I'm still a hard-nosed New Yorker are heart. Still...that was just a damn good game. Having the Sox lose after they tied it up like that would have been just plain wrong. Also, I felt bad for all those people with tickets to the original Game Three (Friday night) who would have been stuck going to no game at all if the Yanks swept the series.
Saturday night's game, on the other hand--that was just absurd. It kind of resembled a Saturday Night Live parody of a Yankees game, with the score rising so fast that the announcer could barely keep up. (Has there ever actually been such a parody? I think I made that up. Sounds good, though.)
Also, this is hilarious. Poor, misguided Red Sox fans...at least they're creative.