Congratulations, boys.
Holy crap. I might cry. I love them.
If anyone needs a good baseball book to read right now, go for Wait Till Next Year. Red Sox fans will especially love it, because it's about the Brooklyn Dodgers--and if anyone can understand what it's like to be a Sox fan, it's someone who loved the real Dodgers.
posted by Leila at 8:07 AM
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Oh my gosh! I am so happy I think I might cry too!
We should have a cry fest and celebrate...except I leave for CA in about a half hour.
I'll see you when I get back!
GO SOXS!!!
I'll have to read the book you mentioned sometime. Dodgers...that reminds me of Charlie...*sniff*
8:31 AM
That was Emily. And this is me. And I feel all choked up right now because, get this, I didn't get to actually SEE the game. *sob* But I'm happy to be a Red Sox fan today. :)
10:52 AM
Not to put a damper on everyone's celebration, but I missed the game last night, but happened to turn on the news just after they won. Just in time to see Fox news covering hundreds upon hundreds of fans pouring out of sports bars and converging on Kenmore Square/Fenway area in Boston. I watched folks start fires, throw trash cans at the windows of the businesses in the square and finally a huge, well, army, of police officers in full riot gear march down Brookline and Beacon streets in an attenpt to control the situation.
Strangely enough all I could think about was that it was Wednesday, Goth night at Manray in Cambridge, and that would be letting out in just about an hour from when I was watching. I couldn't help worring about all the little gothlings who would be walking home, down Mass Ave and through Kenmore Square to the Fenway (just like I did many a times) who would walk into completely unawares of what was basically a riot waiting to happen. I was talking to Jeremy at the time, saying that of all the areas of Boston I've walked through in full goth gear, Dorchester, Roxbury, Jamaica Plains, South Boston, the only time I was actually afraid was when I accidently would be walking by Fenway park around game time.
I happy for folks who support a winning team, but large groups of drunk sports fans scare me, and I think they always will.
thanks for listening
chrissyt
11:11 AM
my mother (who normally goes to bed at 9pm or so) stayed up past midnight to watch the whole game, then sent me a rambling happy email when it was over.
awwww.
-max
11:32 AM
Speed of Light! Speed of Light! Speeeeeeed of Liiiiiiight!!!
4:32 PM
Lauren, you're right. I always forget about that book.
Chrissy, you are also right--I hope they were all okay getting home. For some strange (and completely illogical) reason, drunken baseball fans don't scare me nearly as much as drunken football fans.
I'm still grinning about it, though. GOOD BOYS!!
7:50 AM
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