Remarkably, the Red Sox win a game against the Yankees by way of a dramatic, 12th inning walk off homer from who else but David Ortiz …
Doug:
Am I a bad fan for switching channels and leaving the Red Sox for dead when Matsui tripled in the 6th and then the Yankees took the lead on two infield singles?
Bill:
Naw, I got a feeling a lot more people will be talking about Ortiz's blast from having
seen the highlights this morning. Sort of like the countless millions who were at Fenway to see Clemens get 20 Ks on a cold April night.
Doug:
But how about if were one of those fans Edes reports who after Saturday's massacre "went into the The Souvenir Store on Yawkey Way after the game and traded in their Sox caps for Yankee lids." Would that make me a bad fan?
Bill:
That would make you not only a bad fan but a despicable piece of fucking filth. Human detritus. What the fuck is wrong with those turds? Losing faith in times of darkness is a forgivable offense. But giving up on the Sox to become a Yankees fan? That's so absurd I think Edes is making that shit up.
Doug:
No shit. But if it is true, I hope the good folks at the Souvenir Store properly disposed of the returned Sox caps. Fucking tainted, bad mojo cooties and all up in there.
Bill:
I've got a good feeling about this 5pm game. My Petey senses are tingling.
Doug:
There is no fucking past. No fucking future. Just one game heah and now. We can win one game, right?
Bill:
Oh, abso-fucking-lutely we can. Everybody's ass in going to be piled on the bandwagon today.
