Boston is in a holy uproar and the Sox WIN!!! No one believed it could happen. Cautious optimism was thrown right out the window. We won. George and I were still holding our breaths in the eighth inning last night, and finally in the ninth I had to leave the room the suspense was so great. I peered around at the TV from the next room and when the final out was made it was really finally over! We won! George and I wore our red sox shirts over our pajamas and we jumped around the room like idiots.
I don't think I could have taken another night of terror-stricken baseball until the witching hour. Last night, there was an eclipse of the moon that we could see clear as a bell from our front porch. At the middle of it, the moon was red and white. A red sox moon. It has been a long exciting haul. The city has been a sea of red and white lately. Day in and day out, fans were excited and worried all at the same time. The buses from Logan with the players aboard are arriving in Boston right now. Crowds of fans have been there all night. The only decision I plan on making today is what Red Sox shirt I'm going to wear to work. None of us got a lot of sleep. No one cares. We are off to work today and we all have smiles on our faces.
The downside, if there is any, is that the street fans still misbehaved downtown last night, with a pretty silver sports car smashed in, and bottles thrown into the crowd. An ironing board was thrown out from a hotel window. Police formed themselves into lines as barriers, keeping the crowds of fans spilling out of the bars away from Fenway park itself, and still had to use tear gas and pepper spray. I am horrified at that. We saw a picture on TV of fans lighting bonfires. What neanderthals they must be down there. I'm just ashamed of all of them. Going to jail or the hospital instead of celebrating just seems so stupid and it is such a great day for us, why ruin it? But today we celebrate and forget all our woes of the past.
World champion Red Sox! What a great day!
