Curse-less
Posted on October 28, 2004 in SportsFitting, day one of being curse-less begins with a fierce hangover.
The 2004 Red Sox have finally done it … its over!
No more curses, jinxes, 1918, video clips of Bill Buckner, 86 year droughts, Bucky Dent Dingers, Grady Little aneurisms and pictures of the Bambino.
It feel like we just made bail after 86 years of being in jail, except this time we don’t have a sore asshole.
For once, things just seemed to go our way, we received a lot of surprises in this fantastically fucked up world series.
Who would have thought that the Sox would rally from a 3-0 deficit in the bowels of Yankee Stadium, only to win 8 games straight, sweeping the world series against the powerless Cardinals?
Who would have thought Mark Bellhorn would have been intentionally walked because he was smacking more longballs than Jenna Jameson.
Who would have thought that crazy cousin D-Lowe wouldn’t crumble under pressure and pitch virtually flawless baseball abolishing him of all his sins in Red Sox Nation.
Who would have thought that a fluffy headed Manny would be gunning players out at home from left field.
Who would have thought that Robo-Shilling would have super glue, bubblegum and toothpicks holding his bloody ankle together.
Who would have thought that Tim McCarver could go one entire broadcast without rubbing his nipples while thinking about Derek Jeeter and the entire Yankee organization.
Who would have thought trading Nomar Garciapara to the cubs and picking up Orlando Cabrera would have been the deal of the centaury?
And for the record, we all knew Ortiz was the fucking man!
Now I can change my underwear ...
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Great post. But now the question is... what WILL the Red Sox Nation do now that there's no curse to cry over? Think of all the friendships formed and beers consumed discussing the dreaded curse.... ;-)
Can i get a fucking Ahmen!
Not to mention, but game1 next year is against the Yankees. We are hadning out the championship rings at that game.
I think we shoud also hand out mini "Baby Ruth" candy bars to all the fans and let the them throw the peanut filled shit bar at the Yankees as they take the field.
My favorite cardinal insult to date: Grady LaRussa.
And don't forget it wasn't just that we were down 3-0. It was bottom of the ninth. Rivera on to close. Two outs I believe. And Roberts and Mueller SMASH the curse into pieces, which Ortiz later came along and stomped into the ground.
Who's Jenna Jameson?
-Basking in the victory while in Yankee country.
w00t
I was watching the game last night and couldn't keep from thinking about the huge party that was probably going on at Eric's house!!!
I was only in RI for 3 years but you guys .. err, yous guys, are so obsessed with the Sox that must have rubbed off on me. Where before I could care less who was playing, much less who won ... now I find myself sitting on the couch rooting for the Sox. And I blame all you Yankees up there!!!! :)
And as Jim said, nice post.
I'm now scarred for life, with an image of Tim McCarver rubbing his nipples while looking at a picture of Derek Jeter.
*shudder*
Thanks, Dood!