Rachel and I couldn’t help but head out this evening over to our local bar to cheer on the Sox as they swept
to victory. We hooked into the game in the top of the 8th (I’d come
home late after some Kerry phonebanking), and the standing-room crowd
was pulsating with excitement. The in-house DJ spun great tunes over
the commercial breaks but always cut back to the action. Everyone was
your best friend.
In another six days I’m looking forward to an even bigger
celebration. I couldn’t hear what Kerry was saying in the ad at the end
of the game, but as stupid as a Red Sox “bounce” for the Massachusetts
senator might seem, if it happens — I’ll take it.
