A glimmer of hope had passed as i was gripping onto the couch ... Had just got home and the phone was ringing .. i turned on the TV and Uke had just hit a home run .. the phone was my moms ,,probably trying to find out if i was watching the game.. I did not answer. i had a superstition growing now and could not talk to anyone till the game was over ##I also old myself i was not going to get another beer unless the Red Sox score.. one for UKE.. and a BUD for Me. i kept pacing my garage ...i could not watch the game full time.. it was getting unbearable but i knew that Josh Beckett was already a savior.. and he could bring us back to Boston.. every inning i ran out to the back to rub my dog Diggity... he has brung good luck all year as i watched the Red Sox almost every game via the MLB .com and the Internet (worth every penny spent ) so i ran out again to diggity and found as i walked back in that Manny hit the yellow line on the wall so automatically think ..2 run HOMER... but we were denied..9 then Drew's homer off the green monster came to mind).. I was getting thirsty and needed a beer but had to wait till we scored again....I chant BET THEM INDIANS to the top of my voice capacity from honolulu back to rhode Island... i think my moms herd that one....then it was over 7-1 red Sox favor.. and i drop exausted to the ground kissed the dog and called the moms...
| October 19, 2007 |
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