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October 29, 2004
To Ted Kennedy: With Love
I believe that God lets teams like the Red Sox pull off an amazing four game sweep at the World Series because He likes to sit back and laugh at our complete and utter disbelief. I think He must get a kick out of sitting up there and watching the entire city of Boston come to grips with the fact that they not only won the Series for the first time in 86 years, but they did it with less suspense, less wringing of hands, and less acute heart attacks than ever thought possible. It's as if the whole state of Massachusetts has been waiting almost ninety years for an orgasm that never really climaxed until now.
But now there's this really weird feeling settling in... Gump is right. Just what is everyone supposed to do now that the Series is over? There's been the dreaming Red Sox fans, the speculating Red Sox fans, the bitching, the whining, the groaning, the hoping, the praying, and the dejected Red Sox fans. But the triumphant Red Sox fans? Where are these people? Do they even exist? Can they actually handle the reality of the situation? Generations of Beantown natives have lived under the scapegoat of the Babe Ruth curse. They went to work, ate their dinners, watched the evening news, and went to sleep under the watch of the angry aura of Babe Ruth, forever haunting their every move. Let me see the Boston native who is ready and willing to give up the ways of the Curse without a moment's hesitation. I want to see this person stand up and tell me who he really is without baseball doom looming over his head.
It's easy to say that the Sox win at the Series is the beginning of the end of an era. The end of a plagued city, and the end of a superstitious curse. But where is Boston going to go from here? It's bittersweet to know that the years of ups and downs of an entire city are going to be tucked away in another book of sports statistics. I mean--correct me if I'm wrong, but for so long, the curse was the Red Sox. It was part of what drove the fans to the stadium, what got people talking in the streets, what stirred up sports columns. The fans had belief in their team because it their strongest defense against the curse. And now that it's been reversed, it's as if Boston's triumphant orgasm is going to come falling down. It isn't the same. It isn't familiar. It isn't the same-old, same-old. But it makes for great conversation.
Enjoy your victory, Boston. You deserved it.
Today's Soundtrack: "What You Waiting For?" Gwen Stefani
Best Part of the Day: I have no idea.
posted at 11:54 a.m.
