Thursday, October 28, 2004
Mission Accomplished (For Real!)
The clouds are broken in the sky,
And thro' the mountain-walls
A rolling organ-harmony
Swells up, and shakes and falls.
Then move the trees, the copses nod,
Wings flutter, voices hover clear:
"O just and faithful knight of God!
Ride on! the prize is near."
So pass I hostel, hall, and grange;
By bridge and ford, by park and pale,
All-arm'd I ride, whate'er betide,
Until I find the holy Grail.
(from Tennyson's "Sir Galahad")
Tie up your steed Galahad, the Grail Cup is in hand!
And just like that it's all gone: No more Curse; No more 1918; No more getting the rock almost to the top of the hill only to have it roll back down and crush us…
The subject line in an email I received from my since boyhood friend and diehard Sox fan, Mike says it all: "Now I can get on with the rest of my life."
Hallelujah! Sweet relief.
"So many people can die happy now,'' general manager Theo Epstein said. "But a whole lot more can live happy. . . . I hope they're getting that '2000!' chant ready for the Yankees in Boston next year" (Horrigan, Herald).
I hope someone is right now commissioning an artist to create the Theo Epstein statue for prominent placement. Thank you, Theo Epstein! Thank you Bronson Arroyo, Alan Embree, Keith Foulke, Curtis Leskanic, Derek Lowe, Pedro Martinez, Mike Myers, Curt Schilling, Mike Timlin, and Tim Wakefield. Thank you, Doug Mirabelli and Jason Varitek. Thank you, Mark Bellhorn, Orlando Cabrera, Doug Mientkiewicz, Kevin Millar, Bill Mueller, Pokey Reese, Kevin Youkilis, Johnny Damon, Gabe Kapler, Trot Nixon, Manny Ramirez (MVP!), Dave Roberts, and David Ortiz. And thank you, Terry Francona.
Ladies and Gentlemen, boys and girls, everyone who has stopped by this blog once, twice, or a couple hundred times in the past four seasons, thank you!
My work here is done.
This will be the final, regular post to the Bambino's Curse weblog. The site, however, and all the archives will remain online forever, as a small testament and recollection of what it was like to be a fan before the Red Sox won their first World Series since 1918. (Like anyone wants to relive that!)
And I will resurface somewhere, somehow, and in some form in the future (like Dr. Who after a regeneration). Indeed, I just this morning bought a couple of domains that I may use for the new endeavor. Plus for the past couple of months me and a couple other folks (whom I won't name but let's just say they make the best fan t-shirts in the world) have been planning a joint project that we hope to launch by Opening Day 2005. (You'll love it! Trust me.)
Until then, I bid you au revoir.
Keep your Sox on!
