Huh? They won?

I was born in Salem, Massachussetts while the Red Sox were in the middle of winning the American League championship in 1967. I mean literally during the game. That was a big deal.

Of course, in the World Series that followed, the Sox lost. Not that I knew, but I was alive for it at least.

And then there'd be more dissappointments over the decades.

And then I finally gave up in 1986. I just didn't want to follow it anymore.

Tonight, I fired up the HDTV and watched the Red Sox for the first time in 18 years. And they won the World Series? Hmm, I guess they actually did.

I'm not sure what to make of that. I'd been so detached from it, that it doesn't really seem real. Maybe it wasn't.

Still, I couldn't help but mist up a little. Wow.