On Wednesday the Red Sox played the Cardinals in the fourth game of the World Series. Kevin and I had programmed TiVo - we were not going to miss anything. We had our snacks set up, and then we sat back and watched as the Red Sox made baseball history to beat the Cards 4-0 and win the World Series in a sweep for the first time since 1918. Reverse the curse, the banners read. The curse was not reversed it was annhilated, utterly destroyed. The curse was no more.
I have only been a Red Sox fan for 2 seasons. I have not shared in the agony and the esctasy of what it means to be a Red Sox fan. Kevin has many a story of watching the Red Sox coming within a breath of winning, only to have the ghosts of the past rise up and snatch victory from them. It was the Curse- everyone said. For 86 years Red Sox played their hearts out, and fans and players had to live with the tragedy of defeat.
If this sounds a little over the top, then welcome to baseball. What a game. Better than cricket, and filled with drama and soul. What sport has such curses as the Curse of the Bambino, or the Curse of the Billy Goat?
To the Rugby lovers out there check out these great sites for more stories about baseball and the Reverse the Curse campaign. (You could even buy Reverse the Curse cookies in Boston.)
Check out Yankeesuck.com
Check out the Diary of a Red Sox Fan.
For good measure: the Curse of the Billy Goat remains to this day unbroken. This curse belongs to the Cubs, and they haven't won a World Series since 1908. For a nice explanation of the "Goat Curse" check this out.
Check this out. - Red Sox parade in Boston.
This is a great emotional piece of sports writing written when the Red Sox had come from 3-0 deficit to tie the Yankees in a nail biting 6th game. (The Red Sox went on to out play and out hit the Yankees in the 7th game, beating them on their home turf in Yankee stadium - Good Karma doesn't get any better than that.)