...a convincing win by the Boston Red Sox!
Farewell and good riddance to this place. Obviously it was a house of horrors for Red Sox fans essentially until 2004. I've only been there once and I was blown away at how little I felt about the place, though. I went in expecting to feel like Luke Skywalker entering the bowels of the Death Star. Instead, it just felt like another ballpark--sure, one with more obnoxious fans, but there was no mystique, no aura, and really nothing magical about the place at all. And I'm not just saying that as a Sox fan. I just didn't feel anything...that is, until I heard Pedro start warming up in the bullpen after a two hour rain delay. He was pounding the mitt so loud that it was crystal-clear from our seats in the bleachers. We won.
But I really love the fact that the final signature moment in that old park is the Sox winning the pennant there, and that in the stadium's swansong the Yankees won't even be going to the postseason. It's a great time to be a baseball fan.
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