Wednesday, October 1, 2003
Red Sox theology watch.
Before a pitch is thrown, long-suffering Sox fans (are they ever described any other way?) have scripted the ultimate October scenario: The Red Sox beat the A's in Round 1, finally overcome the hated Yankees in the ALCS, then beat the longer-suffering Chicago Cubs in the World Series. The Sox have not played the Cubs since 1918, when Babe Ruth and friends bagged Boston's last championship.
Stephen King has offered that a Sox-Cubs World Series might trigger the apocalypse because it would pit two teams incapable of ultimate victory, but fans in both cities won't have anything to do with negativity this week. All are convinced the long drought is over.
Whoa. I better get my rapture insurance policy paid up. Go Sox! ("Red Sox ready in Oakland," Dan Shaughnessy, Boston Globe 10.1.03)
Copyright © 2003 by Philocrites | Posted 1 October 2003 at 8:39 AM
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2 comments:
Peg:
October 2, 2003 12:59 AM | Permalink for this comment
On the one hand, I'm keeping my flask of JD at the ready for when experience triumphs over hope. On the other hand, I'm dead keen on a BoSox-Cubs series because it would be the happy opposite to the NY vs NY series we had to suffer through a couple of years back - instead of being annoyed that only one team could lose, I could then luxuriate in wistfulness that only one of the teams could win. *wicked grin*
Oh, and for that comment alone Stephen King deserves his NBA. *even wider evil grin*
Philocrites:
October 2, 2003 09:14 PM | Permalink for this comment
Last night, while watching the first Red Sox-A's game with some friends, one theology Ph.D. student reported on a conversation with a priest. "Father, do you think it's theologically appropriate to pray for a Red Sox victory?" "Well," the priest answered, "I use these!" — and he pulled out a large rosary. We didn't bow our heads at that point — although maybe we should have.
I wonder whether Harold Bloom ever watches baseball. Don Delillo, one of his newly-canonized writers, surely does.
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