And Now, WE GO ON.........
The 2006 version of the 1978 Boston Massacre is over. The two years are now forever linked in infamy. The four games back then are still fresh in my memory. You see, I was in Boston for all four games, and I was sitting in great seats for two. I know. Wow. Thinking back gives me the chills. Baseball chills. We were shocked, not surprised, at the number of runs scored by that team from New York. And the season was irrevocably altered. To be shattered by a single October game on a sunny afternoon in what was once friendly Fenway. 1978. A fly ball sure to be caught as Yaz looked up. And the wind, with a sudden but subtle gust out to left. Yazs' knees buckling, and we all thought that the worst would be the ball scraping that green expanse. But.....no....... An otherwise great year. Changed during that massacre. But we stood strong just to get into that playoff game. That Bucky "F"ing Dent game.
That was long ago. Our Sox find themselves waking up in California, far away from this weekend's memories. It's time now. Time to pick up the pieces and mold them into something resembling normalcy. I know they can do it. And I also know that the always tough Angels stand in our way. Angels? How fitting is that!
WE GO ON.