But the Sox winning the World Series was such a HUGE deal that I just had to have my say. So in the Quickie before that Game 4 the Sox clinched the title, I wrote everything I would have said had I been writing the next morning, one of the more memorable columns for me:
Two Words For You:Fun times.
It's over, and this time I really mean it.
There will be no historic 0-3 comeback. We've already had one of those. Laugh at the people who cite the ALCS as some kind of precedent.
Once you give yourself over to the only conclusion possible, it hits you like very few feelings you've ever had as a sports fan:
The Red Sox.
Are gonna win.
I'm so sure that Boston is going to capture their first world title since 1918, that I'm going to pre-empt the series' remaining games and write a "Sox Win!" lead today, to beat the crowds.
(Okay, I'm also doing it because I'll be on my honeymoon starting tomorrow -- and it's so wrong that I might miss commenting this moment.)
Break out the champagne ...
"Pre-printed" from after the Sox eventually win, despite the hostility today from my "believe-it-but-can't" RSN friends to stop me:
What the hell happens next? For sports fans everywhere, the reality we have all known, grown up with and lived with for our entire lives will change.
What's that? Jumping the gun?
No more Curse? No more New England fatalism? No more self-loathing?
RSN is averting their eyes...
Clocks will be re-set: Not Daylight Savings, but some kind of Spiritual Savings, at least for Red Sox Nation.
Protest howls! (And peeking?)
As for the rest of us, we can simply bask in experiencing something that no one younger than 86 has ever been around for.
It's okay, Sox fans. Embrace it! I'm already on the other side, and I can tell you: It's the most liberating sense you've ever had!