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So. Holy shit. The Red Sox are going to the World Series. They haven't gotten this far since 1986.
I don't really know how to say all the things in my head right now. They won. They beat the Yankees. And I mean they really creamed the Yankees, 10-3. The Yankees have fallen apart. They never had a chance last night. Our boys just ground them down and wiped them out over those four exhausting games. I can't help feeling a little sorry for them, because they must still be sitting around wondering what the hell happened. I thought I would have a hard time not gloating, because I swore I wouldn't gloat, but I'm actually feeling quite generous toward the Yankees right now. Last year in my post-ALCS entry I said, "[The Red Sox] played hard and they played well and they made the Yankees sweat." Well, the Yankees sure as hell made us sweat this year and I tip my hat to them for it.
Except for Princess A-Rod. Princess A-Rod gets no hat tipping. Princess A-Rod does, however, get a special mention as the only Yankee whose reaction I just plain enjoyed. Glowering, sulking, pacing - it was glorious. Someone ended up on the wrong team, didn't they, sweetie?
Okay. Fine. A little gloating. But he deserves it.
The real challenge today will be not smirking away at any customers I see in a Yankees cap. I will not be smug, dammit, because that's the thing I hate most about Yankees fans. I will be polite and friendly and sympathetic.
And, you know, if they happen to think that I'm just rubbing it in their faces, that's not my fault.
Yeah, I know I'm going on about the Yankees losing, rather than the Red Sox winning. But make no mistake, this series was about winning the pennant only on the surface. It was really about beating the Yankees for a change. Besides, I don't want to think about the pennant right now. The World Series doesn't start until Saturday and I don't want to start getting nervous too early or I will be an absolute mess by the time the first pitch is thrown.
Now as far as the NLCS is concerned: Go Astros! You're still in this thing and you can kick the shit out of the Cardinals tonight, I know you can!
I don't really know how to say all the things in my head right now. They won. They beat the Yankees. And I mean they really creamed the Yankees, 10-3. The Yankees have fallen apart. They never had a chance last night. Our boys just ground them down and wiped them out over those four exhausting games. I can't help feeling a little sorry for them, because they must still be sitting around wondering what the hell happened. I thought I would have a hard time not gloating, because I swore I wouldn't gloat, but I'm actually feeling quite generous toward the Yankees right now. Last year in my post-ALCS entry I said, "[The Red Sox] played hard and they played well and they made the Yankees sweat." Well, the Yankees sure as hell made us sweat this year and I tip my hat to them for it.
Except for Princess A-Rod. Princess A-Rod gets no hat tipping. Princess A-Rod does, however, get a special mention as the only Yankee whose reaction I just plain enjoyed. Glowering, sulking, pacing - it was glorious. Someone ended up on the wrong team, didn't they, sweetie?
Okay. Fine. A little gloating. But he deserves it.
The real challenge today will be not smirking away at any customers I see in a Yankees cap. I will not be smug, dammit, because that's the thing I hate most about Yankees fans. I will be polite and friendly and sympathetic.
And, you know, if they happen to think that I'm just rubbing it in their faces, that's not my fault.
Yeah, I know I'm going on about the Yankees losing, rather than the Red Sox winning. But make no mistake, this series was about winning the pennant only on the surface. It was really about beating the Yankees for a change. Besides, I don't want to think about the pennant right now. The World Series doesn't start until Saturday and I don't want to start getting nervous too early or I will be an absolute mess by the time the first pitch is thrown.
Now as far as the NLCS is concerned: Go Astros! You're still in this thing and you can kick the shit out of the Cardinals tonight, I know you can!
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It also feels great to hear all the Yankee "fans" whining and complaining as if this were the end of the world. I am enjoying every second of it because I knew that this is exactly how those spoiled "fans" would react. (Not all of them, but the vast majority.) I mean, please, so they lost one fucking ALCS. Forgive me for not feeling a shred of sympathy, but just rooting for a team called Yankee does not entitle them to see their team play in the World Series every fucking year, and it's about goddamn time they got a taste of that.
And I think you have already said everything that needs to be said about A-Rod. I said before the season started I was glad we didn't get him, and now you can multiply those sentiments by about a thousand. Hate.
Looking forward to Saturday, doesn't matter who we play, hey hey hey! Goooooo SOX!
~Hoedogg
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You know, before the season started? I liked A-Rod. I thought he handled himself well in the midst of the shitstorm, and I was impressed. It was a bit of a surprise in July when he showed his true colours. It cannot be said enough: SPOILED. PRINCESS.
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I have made a $25 bet with my manager that the Sox will lose the World Series. Sweet, sweet vengeance is ours next year.
They had to bring in the NYPD last night because of the rioting on campus. I stayed inside and watched the fights from out my window. It was amusing.