Friday, October 17, 2003

 

This blog got a hit from the DOJ this morning. Wonder what they were interested in.

The Red Sox loss last night was devestating. I didn't feel as bad when the 76ers were eliminated by the Lakers in the finals (Knew it was coming, and they were down 3-1); I didn't feel as bad when the Phillies lost in the World Series on Joe Carter's home run (again, they were down 3-2; if they'd won it wouldn't have meant clinching). Red Sox fans will tell you about the heartache; about how much it hurts to come so close only to fail. Before yesterday, I don't think I really understood that. It hurts more to lose a close one than it does to lose in a blowout. It hurts more to lose to a comeback than to come up short in a comeback. And it hurts real bad when you've tasted victory (the ALDS against Oakland), and come so close (5 outs away and a 3 run lead), only to have it slip away. In the 7th, we were all anticipation, we were just waiting to explode. The feeling pervading that crowd, and all of Boston, had the Red Sox held on, would have been incredible; the town would have been glowing for days, and had they won the World Series people wouldn't have stopped smiling for weeks if not months, and they wouldn't have stopped talking for years. I could taste all of that. Then Jeter, Williams, Matsui, & Posada hit Boston like so many lead slugs, and I could feel every impact. All that could have been, lost, gone. Fuck.

Have there ever been more depressed people in Boston & Chicago?

posted by Miles 6:14 PM