There are no words
I can't put into words just how happy I am to see my beloved Red Sox win (I can't believe I'm about to type this word) another World Series.
I just can't describe it. I thought it wouldn't get to me on an emotional level like 2004 did, but I saw Jason Varitek and Jonathan Papelbon crying and I started bawling too.
As amazing as 2004 was, this team is pretty freaking special too. Two cancer survivors, one of whom (John Lester) won the title-clinching game and the other (Mike Lowell) was named World Series MVP. Jacoby Ellsbury, Kevin Youkilis, Dustin Pedroia. This team has plenty of likely heroes, so much came from the rookies and unknowns.
Congratulations, Boston. I'll be there in a few weeks to toast the team and the win, and to walk by Fenway Park and wish desperately that I could be there for a game. You will always be my first love of a city.
LOVE THAT DIRTY WATER!
2 comments:
WOO HOO!
I agree. I got misty-eyed during the celebrations too (nothing like 2004), but this one is so big because it means it wasn't a one-time deal and all sorts of talk of 'The Curse' or a fluke are dead.
The future is bright.
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