Ye Olde Rad Blog

So I'm sitting there last night, watching the Yankees battle the Boston Red Sox. It's the bottom of the 8th and the Sox are up 5-2. And I hear somebody say, "Looks like the Sox are headed to the Series." I didn't say anything, but rather, think to myself, "Obviously, this poor sap doesn't know about the curse."

I thought everyone knew about the curse. The score could've been 100-2, and it wouldn't have mattered. The Sox *still* would've lost. It may have taken 2 extra innings, but they finally did. They lost: 6-5. It was like clockwork. So it must be true: the Sox really are cursed.

It's called the Curse of the Bambino. But how cool would it have been to see them win for once? .. and break the curse? Maybe next year? (Yeah, right.) Maybe they should change their uniform, or the name of the team? Try to confuse the ghosts.

The first book I ever checked out of the local public library, when I stood knee-high to a grasshopper, with dear, ol' mom holding my little hand, was a biography on George Herman Ruth .. aka the Babe.

Game 1 of the 100th World Series is scheduled for tomorrow night in New York. Here on the West coast, the pre-game show starts at 4:30.