The Bambino Can Come Back From the Dead...

...and can kiss my lily white ass.

Strike that. He'd probably enjoy it too much and the husband would have issues.

Anyway...

Ok, it's official: The Red Sox didn't just get lucky. There wasn't any blood red moon hanging over Denver last night. No one was drinking the blood of infants in Boston last night to try and sway the Baseball Gods.

They won it, fair and square.

Congratulations. I suspect in a few years time, Theo Epstein and the owners will be hated as much as Steinbrenner and the Yankees.

And that's something we never thought we'd actually see in our lifetime.

Impressive, no?

Posted by Kathy at October 29, 2007 09:40 AM | TrackBack