I came back to the TV just in time to see Gostkowski's attempted field goal with 1:15 left in the game blocked. I don't know why, but for some reason the football gods wanted me nowhere near the TV last night. I left again, and heard the rest on the radio (which apparently was ok) on the way home. Pennington and Co. lined up at the 10, which is where the blocked kick ended up, and wound up making a precious first down at around the 46, and so had 15 seconds left to take a shot at the end zone. I was hyperventilating.
And then, beautifully, Gil Santos was shouting about how the pass was tipped! and intercepted! By Rodney Harrison! And Tedy Bruschi!
How perfect. Perfect in that it was our beloved Tedy, making his season debut, who caught the pass, and perfect that in the end, it was defense that defeated the former Patriots defensive coordinator. And made more than 50,000 people from New York shut up. Especially that guy in the fireman's helmet.
Oh, and in the reverse-lock of all reverse-locks, the Red Sox swept yesterday's double-header. Meaning they won the series. 3-1. My dad predicted that, you know. "They come into our house and beat us up, and then we go down there and trash them," is what he said. "That's the way it always works."
My dad has been proven a wise man.