Sometimes, things are really easy.
So easy, in fact, I tend to overcompensate and make things really difficult.
Why? Who knows? I know I don't.
Friday night was one of those times.
There I was, sitting in the "rightfield bleechers" at Nikos, about to watch "Johnny Baseball," worried if I didn't know the whos, whats, whys and wheres of the storied Boston Red Sox franchise, I was out of luck.
Of course I knew their pain, probably felt worse for them than for my own team.
At least we got one in 1980, with a return loss in ‘81, but Boston, man, they truly were cursed.
I do remember certain fading things - namely Curt Schilling's bloody sock, and only because I was really upset when he left my team, but wished him the best. So naturally I followed him up 95 from Philly to Boston. Although like (all?) Boston fans, I can't bring myself to root for anyone wearing a New York anything uniform.
That's just the way it is.
I know your pain because of the curse of William Penn. Now sure, it was no 86-year Bambino bamboozle, but it was ridiculous, nonetheless.
For those of you not familar prior to 1983 there existed a gentleman's agreement to not build any building (inside the Philadelphia city limits) higher than the brim of the William Penn statue's hat (the statue sat atop Philadelphia
In 1983, the new centerpieces of the Philadelphia skyline, Liberty Place I and II, rose above the priviously agreeed upon limit, so from 1983 on (according to the curse), no Philadelphia sports franchise would attain their league's top prize.
Some came close, others literally choked on what could have been a winning Super Bowl drive.
Finally in 2007, the developer of the newly-built Comcast Tower - a building that easily eclipses all others - placed a very small figurine of the William Penn statue at the top, and kablammo, curse broken with a 2008 World Series win.
Granted, you guys had some horrible bounces that really did make me start believing in the supernatural.
So who's left? Do we need to buddy up and take a road trip to see the Cubs, or how about a Yankees game? But only just to heckle.