Didn't want to jinx it...

...but I got an email in my inbox today that started thusly:

From: redsox.com
To: greenone@bluestraveler.net
Date: Wed, 20 Oct 2004 13:20:06 EDT
Subject: Coming soon: World Series Ticket Opportunity

For the last two nights, I've been sitting in the same position on the same couch in my living room, with the phone and remote next to me and the cellphone on the coffee table in the same configuration. I ended Game 6 with the regular phone and Chris in my left ear, and Viv on the cell in my right ear. I even wore the same pair of jeans I wore to Game 5 on Sunday night, and didn't shave during the Sox four-game run, just to ensure the same consistent karma for the duration. Probably a good thing the wife is out of town rather than sitting next to a human Brillo pad with stanky-ass, chocolate-stained clothes. Though I'd fit right in in the Sox clubhouse.

Chris wrote to me today with a dilemma - our mutual friend Steve had invited him to a gathering at his place to watch Game 7 together. The problem: The Sox had won games 4, 5 and 6 when he was at home with his girlfriend. Dare he risk breaking the karma and party/yell/puke with fellow Sox fans?

My response - go for it. We watched games 1 and 2 in our apartment with the girls in our dorm, and the Sox lost. Game 3 in Maine with my parents, and the Sox lost (I actually gave up when it got to be 16-6, my little brother Joe - the immediate family member who least enjoys baseball - was the only one to watch the whole thing). Game 4, just me and Vee at home. Game 5, me and Matt at Fenway (in case you're wondering, I STILL haven't recovered), and game 6, me by myself. So who the hell knows? I'd rather sit at home and watch by myself, where I'm free to sulk, shout at Tim McCarver the plague known as FOX the TV, gab angstily on the phone with friends and fart in the privacy of my own living room, but with this team's Joel Goodsonesque, "Sometimes you have to just say, what the fuck" attitude, apparently anything goes. I could have gone downstairs to my poor neighbor's apartment and "watched" it there on her laptop (her TV broke this week - of all the luck). I invited her up to our apartment but she declined; she may have a change of heart next week.

Because...

We're Series-bound. Only been waiting eighteen years for this.

Bring it.