I have been notably silent on the whole Red Sox thing lately. Yes, I, too, am superstitious. I don’t want to say a damn thing to jinx anything.

Ann and I watched all three games sitting in the exact same places. I, on the floor usually with my hands on my head as if I am trying to keep my head from flying apart. Ann, on the couch huddled under a red blanket. I never took my Red Sox cap off during the games.

How do I feel? How did I feel? This article (ESPN.com – Page2 – Hold the nervous breakdown for ALCS) sums it up perfectly. Absolutely perfectly.