Go Red Sox!

Once a Red Sox fan, always a Red Sox fan. We lived in Boston for an average of 13 years a piece, and during that time it was easy to love the Red Sox. So even though we are now 3,000 miles away, we're still Sox fans. We had a World Series Game 1 party last weekend, and had a dozen or so people from work share the game with us. And of course, the game ended well, which made it even more fun. :)

There's been so much said about the 0-3 ALCS comeback that it's almost not worth mentioning. But now that they are on the opposite side of that score in the World Series - close to winning their first since 1918, in case you hadn't heard that before - I thought I'd share a clever email I received this morning. I am not the originator of the poem and graphic below.

Our Papi Prayer

Our Papi, Who art in Fenway
Hallowed by thy team.
Thou kicketh ass,
On Yankee grass,
And at home, as you did in the Bronx.

Give us this year our shiny rings,
And forgive us our talk of curses,
As we forgive those who talk of curses against us.

And lead us not into extra innings,
But deliver us from choking.

For thou art the Schilling,
And the Pedro,
And the D-Lowe,
For ever and ever.

Damon.