The Red Sox win again! Take a commanding 3-0 game lead in the World Frickin' Series! …
Doug:
I had this ridiculous dream that
the Red Sox were up 3-0 in the World Series.
Bill:
You bettah lay off the Turkish Delights before bedtime or next you'll be telling me
Manny Ramirez made a highlight worthy defensive play to gun down a runner a home!
Doug:
Un-fucking-believable! One game and 27 outs from ending 86 years of hopeful desperation.
Bill:
And so the Cardinals now find themselves in the unfortunate circumstance of drawing inspiration for an 0-3 comeback from the very team they hope to comeback against!
Doug:
And here I'd been led to believe the age of irony was ovah?
Bill:
Yeah, well, I thought the days of astrology and druids humping in the fields to cause a good harvest were ovah too but as
our Curly Haired Boyfriend points out, tonight there's a fucking lunar eclipse. The first evah during a World Series.
Doug:
Deep down you know the CHB is hoping the "the blood red moon" is Cardinals red and not Boston red. What the fuck is the dude gonna do when he can no longer peddle the Curse?
Bill:
Oh, for fuck's sake dude'll find a way to piss all ovah it. He'll probably start cranking out a book with the working title "How the Red Sox World Series Victory Left a Region Depleted and in Search of a New Identity" and columns like "After Red Sox World Series, Testosterone Levels Down, Breast Milk Gone Sour, Children Born With Missing Toes and Extra Eye!"
