The Red Sox win the World Series!!!
A toast to the 2004 Boston Red Sox and all their fans. Congratulations …
Bill from home:
Whooooooooooooooooooooo! [Sound of furniture crashing] Help! I've fallen and I can't get the fuck up.
In a group of Soxaholix, a woman speaks:
I just pissed myself.
Scene from a church:
Dear God, you like us, you really like us!
Somebody wake up the fucking Bambino's dead ass and tell him he's been punk'd!
I'm your fucking Daddy now, bitch.
People tried to put us d-down (talkin’ ’bout Red Sox Nation) Just because we couldn't get it d-done (talkin’ ’bout Red Sox Nation) …
How you fucking feeling?
Fan-fucking-tastic! It's like that moment when a woman bends down and unbuttons and unzips a man's pants; there is such a feeling of providence somehow.
And you can't help but feel that she has come, in that unzipping moment, to know the uselessness of words, and come, too, into a casual affirmation of the the life that is inside words but has no power to use them?
Absolutely. One yearns for such affirmation, or at least a view on to it.
And here we fucking are. On top of the mofo world.
Doug's unzip speech is from Letters to Wendy's, the entry July 28, 1996.