'Do whatever it is rabid psycho Sox fans do to remain calm...'

(Title another Schilling quote.)

So now here we go with Game 7. Daisuke gets the official start, but we all know who's waiting out in the bullpen. The name for the corral of Sox relievers has never seemed so apt as it does with our own personal toro malo stamping and no doubt breathing smoke out there, ready to, as SG put it,

just calmly [walk] in from the bullpen, casually cock-punching the security guys and teammates and coaches who try to stop him. And reaching up and placing his meathook around Delcarmen's face and gently pushing him flat to the ground, taking his place on the mound and shouting, "Let's go. Let's f#@kin' go!" to Tek as the Cap'n curiously looks into the dugout, where Teets shrugs and, fearing for his onions, just nods and tells 'em to roll with it.

Reading that on SG made me feel like the Real Ultimate Power kid when he thinks about ninjas. In fact, at this point, thinking about Josh Beckett for me is the equivalent of thinking about ninjas for that kid, right down to the part where Beckett busts out a guitar and plays a wailing solo righteous enough to make a building fall on top of a guy (*).

So it's safe to say I'm psyched. And you can't help but be encouraged by the way the Sox have played the last two games. They have at least made a series of it, that much is for sure.

But I also can't help but think of the way Denis Leary once pointed out the relationship between the Red Sox and Game 7--throughout Sox history, it has always been Game 7 they finish with, for better or for worse. And though in more recent times Game 7 has been a different animal for us, the vast majority have not gone in our favor.

Does that one instance in 2004 completely overturn an otherwise overwhelmingly lopsided pattern? I don't know.

As a rabid psycho Sox fan, this train of thought can only lead to a bad scene for me. So, as Curt suggested, I'm doing what it is I do to calm down. This October, that means watching the New England Patriots slap the everloving shit out of whoever happens to stand in their way. Today, that would be the Miami Dolphins.

I think Julia said it best when she asked, "Who gives funnier pressahs, Bill Belichick or Josh Beckett?"

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