The Boston Red Sox defeated the St. Louis Cardinals last night 3-0, winning the 2004 World Series in four straight games. I'll leave the opinions and analysis to those who actually watched all the games from start to finish. I watched here and there; I am a fan of baseball, not just the one team I follow.
Congratulations to the Red Sox and their long-suffering fans. Enjoy it.
MLB.com: "The entire culture of the Boston Red Sox changed Wednesday night at Busch Stadium, as the tradition-laden franchise carted home its sixth World Series championship, but first since 1918. . . They capped it with Derek Lowe (seven innings, three hits, one walk, four strikeouts) pitching a phenomenal game, just like the one he spun against the Yankees in Game 7 of the American League Championship Series. In fact, Lowe, who earned the victory in relief of Game 3 of the Division Series, was the winning pitcher in all three of Boston's postseason clinchers. . . How thorough a conquest was this for the Red Sox? The Cardinals didn't even take a single lead in this Fall Classic. The Red Sox became the fourth team in history to never trail during the World Series, becoming the first to do so since the 1989 Oakland Athletics."
Boston Herald: "Just three outs away from being swept by the New York Yankees in the American League Championship Series 10 days earlier, the Sox accomplished the impossible and strung together an eight-game winning streak - the longest ever in a single postseason - to claim the franchise's first World Series title since 1918. Up above, beyond a thick Midwestern overcast, the first lunar eclipse ever to take place during a World Series methodically passed through its stages, making our fathers and grandfathers prophetic. They were the ones, after all, who professed that the stars would have to be aligned just right for the Sox to win another title."
Bambino's Curse: "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."