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    Thursday
    28Oct2004

    The Baseball Wing

    Ok, so, I’m ready to go to bed; but I cannot - the outcome of the game beckons. So, I’m trying to watch one of my least favorite episodes of The West Wing and not watch the game. I want to know what happens, but I watching with terror in my heart is impossible. Some part of me believes if I watch I might jinx the game, as if I’m that important in the scheme of how a baseball game two states away plays out. I can’t stand this episode so I’m watching with the sound off. I wonder if I’ll feel anything special if Boston should happen to win this game. As I sit here excitement and anxiety bubbles over the possibility that the jinx could be broken, and that city up north that I love so much could once again know the joy of being baseball champions with the added benefit of knowing they won’t have to listen to the ?yeah, but you didn’t have to play the Yankees’ chorus. I just don’t know if I’m going to feel anything special. I just realized that the two places (Boston and Chicago) I’ll move back to the snow and cold without much argument both, as of this moment anyway, have fall traditions that are less than stellar in my time. Oh, well, I’m going to try to watch the game.

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    Reader Comments (3)

    After I saw that Nike commercial I started balling my eyes out. I'm such a wuss.
    10.28.2004 18:04 | Unregistered Commentermarvo
    heck, I was all teary and emotional by the 7th inning.
    10.28.2004 19:14 | Unregistered CommenterJM
    I managed not to cry, though it was touch and go at the Nike commercial.
    10.29.2004 01:01 | Registered Commenterkmsqrd

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