Word: reds
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...been a great year for the Red Sox." This guy is walking around and around Fenway Park with a battery-powered bullhorn and three Red Sox banners. "You can't come up with winners all the time...It's been a great year for the Red Sox...It's been a great year for the Red Sox..." And it's been a great year for Anastasio Somoza...
...been, if nothing else, an unusual year for the Beantown Bombers, with none of the last-minute anguish that made Red Sox fans in 1978 feel like stockbrokers on Black Tuesday. This year the Sox booted it early, and as I watch their last game in Fenway, against the Toronto Blue Jays, they are twelve-and-one-half games out of first place in the American League East. Nobody knew how many games behind the Blue Jays are--nobody has the instruments to measure such distance...
Back at the ballgame, they've turned up the static again, and the crowd is getting ugly. The Red Sox are down 1-0 following a big Toronto third inning, which is to say as big as Toronto third innings ever get. The static continues, louder--it's like that night Elvis Costello cleared out an unsimpatico crowd by telling his roadies to turn up the white noise...
...comes into the keystone like a cruise missile. Dwyer scores. Bang. An inning later Butch Hobson hits his 28th homer over the Green Monster with Fisk on base. It looks like the game is on ice, except that Don Zimmer has decided to unleash the awesome firepower of the Red Sox bullpen. Soon somebody named Rick Bosetti is trotting around the circuit and the scoreboard reads Toronto 5, Red Sox 3. The crowd, of course, blames Zimmer. The scoreboard flashes...
...extra innings against the Blue Jays at the end of the year, and Pudge Fisk complies by clubbing the first pitch of the bottom of the ninth somewhere near Kenmore Square. As Yogi Berra once said, "It ain't over 'til it's over." Well, it's all over: Red Sox 6, Blue Jays 5. They can let the grass grow in Fenway. And after a perfunctory series in Detroit, the Sox can relax, play golf, smoke dope and work out on the Nautilus, and manage their investments. And their fans can dream--about the pennant and the World Series...