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All the guys who write sports columns in Boston don't know what to say. And I can't say that I blame them. I mean it's been 86 years of nothing but losing, over and over again to the same goddamn Yankees. The oldest guy on their staff learned his job from someone who never saw the Red Sox win. All the groundballs between the firstbaseman's legs when they were about to win, all the weak hitting infielders (with middle names of fucking) for the Yankees with walk-off home runs against them, every single time they thought that maybe this is the year it happens and then it didn't happen. All the self-hating drama.
Well guess what, sometimes you end up winning in the end. Down three games to nothing, having just gotten royally smacked around on your own field and facing the best pitcher in baseball when you're already behind, and the clock is just ticking on when you can start suffering. Somehow you can come up with just enough to make it one more inning. You can sit on your haunches behind the plate for 18 hours over 4 days catching pitch after pitch. You can pitch your ass off when you shouldn't even be able to walk, and your socks are turning red from your own blood. You can hit a home run in the bottom of the 14th inning. You can humiliate them in game 7 in their own park on Mickey Mantle's birthday.
If the Red Sox can beat the Yankees, then absolutely anything is possible.
Well guess what, sometimes you end up winning in the end. Down three games to nothing, having just gotten royally smacked around on your own field and facing the best pitcher in baseball when you're already behind, and the clock is just ticking on when you can start suffering. Somehow you can come up with just enough to make it one more inning. You can sit on your haunches behind the plate for 18 hours over 4 days catching pitch after pitch. You can pitch your ass off when you shouldn't even be able to walk, and your socks are turning red from your own blood. You can hit a home run in the bottom of the 14th inning. You can humiliate them in game 7 in their own park on Mickey Mantle's birthday.
If the Red Sox can beat the Yankees, then absolutely anything is possible.