Sunday October 19

forever

I've been a fan of the New York Yankees since 1989, and I've gone through years of suffering and years of celebrating. Still, after 14 years, I can now honestly say I have never experienced a high as magnificent as the feeling when Aaron Boone crushed that knuckleball into the seats, and sent the Boston Red Sox and their fans into another miserable winter.

Still, many Red Sox fans want to find consolation in the hope that the Yankees may lose the World Series this week. Well, I hate to let them down, but I'm here to say it doesn't matter.

The simple fact is this: the Yankees can win the World Series any time, but if we allow The Curse to be broken, it completely invalidates nearly a century of unprecedented dominance. At the heart of every Yankee and Red Sox fan there are two magical numbers: 26 and 0. While it would be nice to change those numbers to 27 and 0, it would be unthinkable to change them to 26 and 1. I don't want my children to have to grow up in a world without The Curse.

The feeling of waking up the morning after a World Series victory is fantastic; I know, having experienced it four times now. However, none of those four mornings compare to the feeling I had on friday when I woke up and spent the whole day gloating at the suffering of every man, woman, and child in Boston. I hate to be cruel, but that is just what it is all about.