prophetic words (Sox drop 3 games to Yanks)

This morning I'm pretty happy to be far away from Boston. Although I still feel the pain. It's burning in my chest, a sinking feeling, a gut-wrenching unhappiness. But I know I'll be psyched again by next April, and some tiny irrational sliver inside me is saying, maybe they can do the impossible and win 4-in-a-row... :-)