Yes They Did! WA HOO, WA HOO, WA HOO!    :yay: 

I want to call you but my long distance is messed up! Call me if you want. I don’t think I will sleep all night! Wa Hoo, Wa HOO, WA HOO!

OMG OMG OMG!!! How long before we have to start biting nails and sweating bullets again???

freaking call me, will ya! I am already! Ed thinks I am so cute LOL!

Shoot me your new phone number!

Em, who did what exactly?

Just joking, I saw the game, too.  A tad one-sided wasn’t it?

The 1969 Mets may have to share the Amazin’ adjective.

The happiest day of my life!

I finally get to give it back to those arrogant Yankee fans who made my childhood a living hell! 

Now, Kate, may we assume that your conversion is finally complete?

As complete as it’s going to get, Steve. I’ll always have a soft spot for the Yankees. However. I seem to have a softer spot for the Red Sox and how sweet it was to see the Sox wipe the Yankees in the dirt in front of 55,000 Yankees fans in Yankee Stadium. Oh, it was a sight to behold! The Sox deserved the win, worked hard for it, and it was such a sweeeeet victory!

Eleanor....one sided is the best way to win against the Yankees. They’ve rubbed our noses in it for so many years. This was the best!!!

Not sharin’ nuthin with the Mets. I have the same irrational loathing for the Mets as 99.99999% of the Sox fans have for the Yankees. Nope. Amazin’ is ours now.

Kate: >>As complete as it’s going to get, Steve. I’ll always have a soft spot for the Yankees. However. I seem to have a softer spot for the Red Sox [...]<<

I could live to be a hundred and I’ll never understand women…

Aww, it’s a childhood thing. I grew up in New York state to a set of parents who really dug baseball. My mother was the official baseball nut in the house. She adored the Yankees as the home team, but loved her Cubbies the best. (She never missed a televised or radio broadcast of any available baseball game and knew the names and stats of every last player in the National and American Leagues.) The Yankees were a household fixture, but the Cubbies were the ones who kept breaking her heart.

The Mets, we always felt, were interlopers. Who needed them? I’ve never forgiven them for setting up shop in New York. It’s not a rational thing, but I loathe the Mets. Completely.

Anyway, I came by the Yankee fandom in a hereditary sort of way.

Now I’m here in the heart of Red Sox country. I think the Red Sox represent real old timey baseball to me. Say Red Sox to me and I see hot summer days, peanuts and popcorn and crackerjacks. It’s kind of goofy, but there you are. Say Red Sox and I sympathize with nearly a century of playing their hearts out and still being disappointed at the end of the season (I grew up seeing my mother suffer that kind of disappointment, too.). I’ve always liked the Red Sox. And even before I moved here I would never never never have begrudged them a win against the Yankees.

I’m happy to settle down to being a Red Sox fan. I’ll always like the Yankees, but I’ll support and love the Red Sox through thick and thin. I know that’s difficult for a born and bred Red Sox fan to understand, but it’s the best I can do. I’ve got too much history invested in the Yankees. But the Sox are my home team now. And right now I’m busting-my-buttons proud of them.