The Word Series starts today.
In 1986 I was a security officer at the Boston Center for Adult Education on commonwealth Avenue in Back Bay. I watched the 6th game on a 2 inch Sony Watchman and several men gathered about. We watched in horror as Mr. Buckner fumbled the ball and that led to the Soxs loosing the game. The 7th game was a loss from the get go. The Mets had their victory but it was hollow since every one knew the Red Soxs had choked and never came back.
I recall in 1978 when the Sox had a one game playoff with the Yankees and lost it, and then there's 1975!
Well this is the year the Red Sox will decide their future. An entire generation watches, needing to believe that finally this team is worth the devotion.
Think! Men lived entire lives eighty plus years and how often did the Red Sox reach the Series only to fold! A lifetime of false hope and bitter despair.
If they win, the ugliness of the Bussing Era and decades of rage will at last fade into the mists.
Boston needs this moment.
New England has retreated from the worlds stage. New York is America's place of leadership and creative forces. Boston, so glamorous in a strange haunting way, deserves it's moment to glory.
How odd that so much depends on a simple game. But it does!
Greatness is never a near miss.
I do hope the Sox put up a splendid battle and defeat the Cards in a good way and give Bean Town a long over due night of glory and a season in the sun, old men weeping with joy, that at long last the dark has been defeated, if only for a single year.
Go Sox!
David.
In 1986 I was a security officer at the Boston Center for Adult Education on commonwealth Avenue in Back Bay. I watched the 6th game on a 2 inch Sony Watchman and several men gathered about. We watched in horror as Mr. Buckner fumbled the ball and that led to the Soxs loosing the game. The 7th game was a loss from the get go. The Mets had their victory but it was hollow since every one knew the Red Soxs had choked and never came back.
I recall in 1978 when the Sox had a one game playoff with the Yankees and lost it, and then there's 1975!
Well this is the year the Red Sox will decide their future. An entire generation watches, needing to believe that finally this team is worth the devotion.
Think! Men lived entire lives eighty plus years and how often did the Red Sox reach the Series only to fold! A lifetime of false hope and bitter despair.
If they win, the ugliness of the Bussing Era and decades of rage will at last fade into the mists.
Boston needs this moment.
New England has retreated from the worlds stage. New York is America's place of leadership and creative forces. Boston, so glamorous in a strange haunting way, deserves it's moment to glory.
How odd that so much depends on a simple game. But it does!
Greatness is never a near miss.
I do hope the Sox put up a splendid battle and defeat the Cards in a good way and give Bean Town a long over due night of glory and a season in the sun, old men weeping with joy, that at long last the dark has been defeated, if only for a single year.
Go Sox!
David.