I’m sure 1000s of other people have already said it, and said it better than I did, but man, am I a happy girl. I watched the 86 series in the lounge of my dorm room, just stunned when we lost. Yesterday I watched the game from our hotel room on the fifth floor of Disney’s Beach Club Hotel, and I was happy. It was one of those “where did you watch the Sox break the curse” things. I was on vacation. You know what, though? Last night didn’t thrill me the way beating the Yanks in 7 last week did. THAT, to me, was better than the World Series.
And now, we can look at anyone carrying around a 1918 sign as a loser, too afraid to face the truth – that curses are bunk, and we were the best team and the way we plowed through the last eight games proves that it wasn’t a fluke.
Go Sox! You Rule!
