A-Rod you fucking cheater. Once you are caught you would think you would have the grace to admit it and walk off the field.
Just when you thought you couldn’t hate the Yankees any more…
Looks like it’s up to the Boston closer. Thank god it isn’t that Korean guy anymore.
These guys are killing me…
Go RED SOX!!! Kill them Damn Yankees!!!
Only until pitchers and cathers report next spring. This kid’ll grow up wearing orange and black. But until then…
DO YOU BELIEVE IN MIRACLES???
GO SOX!!!
Well fuckity, fuck, fuck!! Consider me now a drowned and lost member of the Sox nation.
And yes, yes I do believe in miracles. Speaking as a Sox’s fan for just a few short days…why do I get the feeling that my spirit will be crushed tonight???
Because it will. You need to experience the total, complete depression of having the Sox blow another one, in some new and exciting way. As much as I want them to win (and I have promised my wife jewelry if they do), I am sure, deep in my heart, that the Yankees will find a way to pull it out.
Welcome to Doom-Time.
Besides, if the Sox win, what will we have to bitch about anymore? 
You can always come over here and be a Cubs fan…
The other 20 or so rings you need to catch up? 
Check some threads…I am a Cubs fan! :eek:
I care about baseball. Wow.
Prior to this postseason, I’d watched exactly three complete games. Two were during the Sammy-McGwire home run race, when everyone was watching.
One was two years ago when I was hanging out with some friends who were Braves fans and I was far too drunk to complain when they changed the channel. I even wore a rally hat.
This year, though, my hatred of the Yankees has me pulling as hard for the Red Sox as I did for Damon Hill at Suzuka in 1994. As hard as I pulled for Everton against Man. U. when the Dogs of War won the FA Cup. As hard as I pulled for England every time we went to penalties against Germany. As hard as I pulled for the Buccaneers in the Super Bowl.
I swear, if they win tonight I will be sporting a Sox jersey for the next week, and I don’t care what anyone says about the bandwagon.
Oh my fricking head.
The Sox are just killing me.
I know they’re going to lose – they always lose…but do they have to build up a 6-0 lead first just to break my heart even more?
–Lily, who was of an impressionable age in 1986
Note to self: I will not make fun of Johnny Damon’s hair, ever again.
6 runs ain’t enough.
I almost don’t want to watch anymore. Almost. But I have to. Just in case we actually do pull this off. I’ve lived through a lot of the pain, I just hope I can take this heartbreak. Or the joy. Either way, it’s gonna hurt somehow.
Its official, I have a big old man crush on David Ortiz. I keep telling myself that I know they will lose in the end, but just like last year I am having trouble believing it. Welcome to Red Sox Nation where misery, and anticipated misery, is a fact of life.
I just keep telling myself, “You only have to win by 1…” :frets:
6-1.
Dang. When I told my colleagues I had to go home to watch the Red Sox beat the Yankees, they told me not to bother coming to work tomorrow if the BoSox win.
Is this a good thing?
8-1!
JOHNNY DAMON FOR PRESIDENT!
8-1 Sox.