Category Archives: Red Sox and Baseball


There’s a sci-fi novel by Larry Niven, Jerry Pournelle, and Stephen Barnes called The Legacy of Heorot in which colonists on a new, Eden-esque planet complete with cute fish they dub samlon, are confronted with a hellish alien monster which is ultra-deadly and nearly impossible to kill. But they do manage to kill it finally in a heated battle. It’s only after they kill it that they realize that the samlon it had been eating and which are now in a population explosion are actually the same creature in an earlier stage of life. In short, they have just removed the one thing keeping the population of the monsters in check. Thus begins the all out war between the colonists and an army of these creatures.

That initial monster is the Curse of the Bambino.

By breaking the curse, the Red Sox humiliated the dreaded Yankees and won the World Series. And Red Sox nation rejoiced.

But now we see that the Red Sox, in keeping the curse intact, were protecting us from something much more sinister, something far more evil. And now that evil has been unleashed.

First, the Patriots lose. Then Kerry loses. It’s only going to get worse.

OK, melodrama aside, I’m pretty bummed about things right now. I won’t go into liberal navel-gazing except to say that it is clear that as much as the Red Sox needed to play the game like the Yankees to actually beat them (that is, buy all the best players it could get) so, too, the left needs to start playing the political game the way the right does: they have to get nasty. And that’s just sad.

What’s next? As Ashleigh Brilliant said, “Sit back and enjoy the crisis.”


There’s been a steady mist since we left Virginia. Wet weather in autumn does wonderful things to the already-gorgeous foliage: the tree trunks turn a dark color and the striking colors of the changing leaves are that much more vibrant and breath-taking. The further north we drove, the better it got. Route 15 up through Gettysburg, PA, I-78 across to NJ, I-287 up into New York, the Sall Mill Parkway in Westchester, the Merritt Parkway through CT and finally, I-95 into RI. The colors have been amazing. The cloudy skies, gentle rain, and faint fog have all amplified the effect.

Combine that with this regional elation. I had a Red Sox moment the day after the Sox won the World Series on the Metro in Washington where me in my Sox cap caught the eye of another guy in his Sox cap. We shared a smile and a nod. Multiply that by a billion and you don’t even scratch what it is like up here. Everyone has their Red Sox gear on and everyone is congratulating everyone else. People are practically beaming here. We’ve all died and gone to Red-Sox-Won-The-World-Series-Look-At-The-Foliage-Did-You-See-The-Parade-Have-Some-Pumpkin-Pie heaven.

Though, my favorite moment was the dirty looks I got wearing my Red Sox cap in the Starbucks in Ardsley, NY this morning. Now they know what it feels like to be a Red Sox fan. Rather, they know what it used to feel like to be a Red Sox fan. I’m going to ride this high for awhile and it feels great. My father-in-law is still walking around in a daze. I’ve never seen him so happy. We bought him a Red Sox World Champions hat today and I don’t think he’s taken if off yet.

Yes, right now, this place and time, this is heaven.


They did it. They actually did it!

Congratulations to the Dream Team of 2004 (and I include Nomar in that too!)

Just incredible!


It’s been 86 years since the Red Sox won the World Series last.

If they win tonight, they’ll finally do it and we can put the curse to bed forever.

I’m nervous, not overly so. I have such faith in this team and in their spirit, their drive, their talents, and their hunger for this. They carry the hopes of a great many people with them tonight and I know they’re going to be just fine.

It might not be tonight, but wouldn’t it be great if it were?

Good luck, Boston!

i believe

My co-workers and friends have not understood why I’ve been so blasé about the ALDS and the ALCS up until now. I’ve not watched more than a few minutes of any of the games. In fact, I’ve avoided actively the last few days as I found that when I did watch, bad things happened.

You know, who cares why?

I did watch tonight’s game and nothing bad happened (except for Francona inexplicably putting Pedro in) and we won and we’re going to the World Series…

When there were two outs at the bottom of the ninth with the Sox up 7 runs, I said to Ann, “Oh my God… are we going to do it?” and she, sitting in near fetal position on the couch, said, “This is the Red Sox. Are you kidding?”

True. They could easily have blown that game even then.

But they didn’t.

They came back from a 3 game deficit and won two at Yankee Stadium. That’s just damned impressive.

This World Series is going to be fun.

And I’ll be watching every single game.


So, catching you up on all things me, because I know so many of you out there have been wondering…

  • Getting Things Done Yes, I too have tasted this Kook-Ade. I read the book this past weekend and spent a chunk of time Monday morning redoing my organization system. Luckily, I was already pretty invested in Microsoft Entourage 2004 so it was no great shakes to alter my basic workflow in that program for this system. I’m only two days in so I don’t yet trust it but I do feel a lot more productive. It will take time before it feels like second nature and not something I am forcing myself to do. We shall see… Thanks to 43 Folders for getting me into this and being such a great resource for tips and tricks.
  • ipodder Yes, I have also drunk the podcasting Kool-Ade (see previous post). What I’m having a lot of fun with is the new, interesting music I am discovering via the blogdigger media feeds. Today I discovered 3 great tracks. Luckily, the metadata was in the tracks so I know what CDs to look for…
  • The Red Sox clinched a playoff berth (and just this minute they beat Tampa Bay in extra innings) so we’ll have some October fun again this year. Funny Sox story. I was sitting in our local Starbuck’s (I should say one of our local Starbuck’s reading GTD on Saturday wearing my trusty Red Sox cap. A family was in getting their drinks. While the man and woman were doing the sugar/whatever things to their drinks, their 2 year old daughter wandered in my direction. I’m always a bit weirded out when kids that young are let roam freely so I was keeping a close eye on her (it’s a parent thing). The man noticed and said “Honey, you can sit in the chair next to that man. He’s OK. He has a Red Sox cap on.” I laughed and she sat in the chair next to me and I say “Hi” to her. Then her father pulled out his cap which was, of course, Red Sox and collected his daughter and they left. Who knew that Starbuck’s caps were the sign that someone is OK to be safe with your children?
  • That same cap in that same Starbuck’s got me a big smile from the barista. A, as I described her to my wife later on, threateningly attractive blonde woman. She might have been flirting with me for all I know. Then again, dressed as a schlep, unshowered, and with my badly-needing-a-trim hair sticking out from under the cap in weird directions (why do the gray hairs refuse to do what the still-brown hairs do?) I’m sure it wasn’t flirting so much as being a good salesperson. But, dammit, I can dream, can’t I?
  • Movies I’ve seen recently: Sky Captain (Liked it), all three of the new Star Wars DVDs (loved ’em), 50 First Dates (liked it), Love Actually (loved it, actually)… we’ve joined our local blockbuster and rediscovered that we really enjoy just renting random DVDs and then lying in bed with a laptop perched on a belly watching movies at night.

OK. That’s enough for now. Thanks for listening.

Red Sox / Star Wars

This is too funny for words… / Sports / Baseball / Red Sox / Lighter Side vs. the Dark Side

Guest Groundskeeper

Kevin Schofield writes about an amazing day he had yesterday as a guest groundskeeper at the Seattle-Boston game in Seattle yesterday. I wish I’d known he was going to be there. I’d’ve paid more attention to the game. I had it on in the background while I was working on a site for work and only looked up when there was the hint that we might possibly attempt to score a run. (We didn’t).

Shrodinger’s Red Sox

Ann and I are watching the Red Sox game which we tivo’d earlier today. We got to talking about whether she could jinx the Sox by saying that we are going to win since the game is already over and they already either have or have not won. She can’t actually influence the game. I said that for us, it’s like Schrodinger’s Cat and it the game is in a superposition: the Sox have both won and lost until we (a) watch to the end or (b) sneak a peak online at the final score.

So, what if the Sox have already won out there in reality. Ann says that they will win and that jinxes the game and they lose. Then she has altered reality and changed the end result even after the fact.

Of course, one could argue that mixing baseball superstition with quantum physics (a superstitionposition) is a sign of a demented mind…

Pitcher Abuse

Kevin Schofield talks about “pitcher abuse” which is very interesting. Worth a read for any fan of the game and armchair manager.

Boston’s taken a lot of heat from fans and the press for both leaving pitchers in too long as well as pulling them too early (and leaving Pedro in too long in the final Red Sox playoff game last October (and other boneheaded moves) cost Grady Little his job).

I wonder if they were aware of this or if we’ll see some new managing based on this report…