Many of us have already selected a scapegoat for the loss of Curt's no-hitter today. Julio Lugo seems to be a favorite. Others of us are directing the angst in the direction of the hitter, Shannon Stewart, who finally bounced one into right field with two outs in the ninth. Or, perhaps more sensibly, Curt himself. Me? I blame my fiancee.
You see, we came home from work today and sat down in front of the TV in time to see the final out of the eighth inning, long enough for me to observe both a heightened tone in the voice of Orsillo and the scoreline, and reach for the remote to switch the channel.
"What are you doing?" Steve yelled, snatching the remote away from me.
I told him that since we hadn't been watching through the first 23 outs, we should probably not try to watch the 25th, 26th and 27th. But he insisted. We wound up splitting the difference--I left the room with my laptop, refusing to be a party to his despicable jinx; he continued merrily to jinx the Sox from our living room couch while I yelled at him that he'd be sorry and secretly listened to the game from the other room.
Some intense baseball, yo.
And, of course, just like I told him, with two outs in the bottom of the ninth Steve got to watch Curt lose the no-hitter, instead of watching Curt's final outs of the no-hitter in replays, which, what's the difference besides a little time? That's how I always rationalized it when I left the room during each of the Patriots final drives of the Super Bowls since 2002, all of which they won, so why screw with what works?
Despite the loss of the no-hitter, Curt got the complete-game shutout win, his first since three years ago, and he and Jason Varitek both still kind of looked gleefully wild-eyed after the game. 85 reporters tackled Curt before he'd even gotten off the field, and then I saw another interview with him, still all sweaty and hyped-up and unshowered, in the clubhouse. They didn't even let the man shower, that's how psyched everybody still was about this game, despite that lone diabolical hit.
Leave it to Curt to finally be the stopper, and in such grand fashion. I'm a sucker for his dramatics, I'm not too proud to admit. I love that when he finally got us the win he got it ferociously. Emphatically. I love how Varitek said afterwards that just the look on Curt's face on the mound immediately after the no-hitter was lost made him cancel the time-out he was about to call and just hold up his glove for the next one. The guy can still summon the metal onions in a big spot, and it's great to see.
So I knew right then that I would need to see the mighty power of this instant-classic game in full, and lo and behold, NESN is replaying the condensed game starting at 8 ET. Apparently someone over there got the memo.
P.S. Dear Red Sox Outfielders, WTF was this?