THANK YOU

Not to continue to harp on a topic that I am sure is such old news to all of you NOT from this area, but I must say a heartfelt "Thank you" to the Boston Red Sox.

Thank you for making generations of New Englanders so, so happy.

Thank you for bringing me and my husband incredible joy and happines that we haven't experienced in quite some time. When Keith Foulk tossed the ball to Doug Mientkiewicz for the final out which sealed their fate in the history books, Anthony grabbed me close and hugged me longer and stronger than I can ever remember, as I screamed with joy over and over "I can't believe it!" I stood in a room where the five grown men I was with all were crying, crying real tears of joy. And since Wednesday, no one has stopped smiling, and no one has talked about anything else but "How 'bout them Red Sox?"

Thank you, Red Sox, for giving me a brief reprieve from my troubles. Things have actually gotten worse for us, not better (our closing on our old house did NOT happen yesterday, as was scheduled), and yet I got to escape for the past two weeks from all of the heartbreak, all of the sadness, all of the stress, all of the anxiety, etc. I got to be alive again. I got to feel happy again. It was so welcome, so "just what the doctor ordered."

There has been a lot of sadness and tragedy in our blog world, and I feel guilty for being so absent from it. But since Wednesday, it has been celebration time, and as I said I took this opportunity and revelled in it, as I knew I needed to.

So our team finally won the World Series and contrary to popular belief, the world did not come to an end, the apocalypse is not upon us and hell did not freeze over. Nor did any of our problems or stresses go away. It is time, unfortunately, to start dealing with it all again. But, it was good while it lasted.

I asked Anthony today, "Does the Red Sox finally winning the World Series this year make up for all the shit and turmoil we've been put through recently?"

"Almost," he said, dead serious. "Almost."

SIMPLICITY SAYS IT BEST*

*post and post title are from Eric Wilbur's blog on boston.com, because he is just saying it much better than I ever could.

"The Red Sox are World Series champions.

I guess sometimes simplicity says it best.

This is the moment millions of Red Sox fans have waited for. Some doubted it would ever come. Many died waiting. Under some ridiculous October aura that has had us all under its spell we are fortunate enough to witness it because somehow, someway, the Red Sox are World Series champions.

Dusty bottles of champagne, the cork half popped 18 years ago, are opening all over the world. Phone lines everywhere are jammed as loved ones call each other to share in the moment. Many of us remember those who would have loved to witness this moment, just ever so quickly, if their time hadn’t run out on them first.

THAT is why this is so special. If you’re a baseball fan, it’s a nice story, this team of hard knocks finally winning the big one. If you’re a Red Sox fan, you understand how very important this is. It’s something your grandparents yearned to see. It’s something your parents tried to shield you from so you didn’t end up like they did. Then 1986 came along, and the temptation was simply too great for them not immerse you into it all.

And now, we have witnessed it. The greatest moment in Boston sports history. And if you have another nomination, please keep it to yourself because you will only sound like a fool trying to defend it."

AM I DREAMING?

the curse is finally over! 


If I am dreaming, please don't wake me up. This is just surreal.

HISTORY IN THE MAKING

Oh my God.

This could really happen.

Our beloved Red Sox could be making history, and they could be making it as soon as tonight. In a way it is sad – I think about my grandfather and Anthony’s grandfather who were both lifelong Red Sox fans, who both waited their entire lives hoping that this day would come, and for them it never did. People lived long, long lives and died never seeing this day come, but always hoping for it. God, our grandfathers would have loved this team.

At first, the sentiment here in Boston was “Please, just win the World Series!” Now, there has been a noticeable shift, and it is common to hear “Please, SWEEP the Cardinals!” The fact that we are up 3-0 and we are putting Derek Lowe on the mound tonight, a pitcher who was absolutely brilliant in Game 7 against the Yankees, boosts our confidence tremendously.

But, here are some other things to consider as well, especially knowing that baseball players and Red Sox fans are some of the most superstitious people you’ll ever meet:

The last time we won the World Series was in 1918, 86 years ago. The last time we were in the World Series was in 1986, 18 years ago. Coincidence??

The Boston Red Sox won the very first World Series. This World Series is the 100th. Wouldn’t it be just right to have the very first World Series Champions win the 100th World Series, especially when it happens to be the most cursed team in baseball?

It was eighteen years ago TODAY that the Red Sox lost to the Mets in Game 7 of the World Series. Today. October 27, 1986. That date is one of the most heartbreaking events in Red Sox Nation. Wouldn’t it be perfect to replace this date in history with a win of the World Series?

Last night’s game ended at approximately 11:20PM. Tonight, at approximately 11:20PM there is going to be a total lunar eclipse, the first time ever in World Series history. In fact, they are saying the moon will have a “red” glow – Red for the Red Sox. If the game is anything like last night’s game, we could be winning the World Series just as the lunar eclipse becomes complete. Weird!

On the other hand, I am still a tried and true Red Sox fan, and based on what happened to the Yankees in the last series, there is still unfortunately a big part of me that thinks “they could blow it.” Isn’t that sad? We Sox fans are just so beaten down!

Wish us luck...we’re looking for a miracle in St. Louis tonight. I expect ALL of you to watch the game and cheer on our history making boys from Boston!

STILL WIFE OF THE YEAR

So Anthony was on TV twice during last night's game, and his friend sitting next to him caught a World Series foul ball. Plus, the Sox WON!

I am still very much wife-of-the-year.

And believe me, I'm gonna milk it for as long as possible!!!

BACK ON LINE, OR, I AM WIFE OF THE YEAR

What an exhausting weekend.

So yeah, I managed to hook our computer up in my parent's house through their modem and finally can reconnect to my world. I missed you guys!

I just want to brag for a minute and tell you all that I am wife of the year.

What do you get your husband for his birthday when he a) has everything, b) is depressed, and c) is still dealing with a big, overwhelming problem?

How about a front row ticket on the first-base line to tonight's Game #2 of the World Series in Fenway Park, starring his beloved Red Sox?

I could only get one ticket, obviously I would have loved to go, too. I bought them from his season-ticket holding friend, so he won't be at the game alone, he will be sitting with friends, which is great. He is beyond excited. In fact he is leaving soon, since we now live over an hour away from Fenway Park (we used to live 15 minutes down the street!)

I hope it is a good game. I was going to make a sign and have him hold it tonight so that all of you could look for "my sign," but I just ran out of time.

I can't believe tomorrow is Monday all ready.....I am just...so...tired.

And these late baseball games are killing me.

NOT that I am complaining!!!