I pretty much had the paragraph all typed up last night, about how the sox kicked the Yankees asses. I just needed to press the submit button. Then my roomate asked me if it "safe" to put the champagne on ice. With gleefull intent I told him to "Ice that puppy!" What a mistake that turned out to be.

It was one hell of a game. Unfortunatly I dont think that the Marlins are gonna put up much of a fight. (not that I'll be watching) Rather I'll be home eating my sour grapes. Can't ask for much more, other than a win that is. Game 7, 10 innings and about as much drama as a reality TV show on MTV

At least one good thing came out of this, I get my normal life back. Its hard work being a fan, especilly a Red Sox fan.

So untill next year, say it loud, say it proud. Yankees suck.