Congrats to the Red Sox.... I may be a New Yorker, I have to give credit where credit is due: that was one hell of a comeback.
I was truly convinced that Game 7 was just to get their hopes up. Even when we were down 6 runs, I wasn't worried. After all, God loves the Patriots and hates the Red Sox. More importantly, God likes to torture Red Sox fans, and a sweep would have been too painless. (Exhibit A: The woman at the bar crying into her phone around the 5th or 6th inning about how she was “waiting her whole life for this this.”)
Personally, I thought there would be some standard Yankee heroics at the end of the game. And of course, it's not Jeter or A-Rod or another superstar but someone like Aaron Boone who wins it for them. I was convinced Luis Sojo was going to come out of retirement to pinch-hit or something. It would have been appropriate.
Mowabb points out an interesting fact: If Houston wins tonight, the World Series, much like our Presidential election, will be a showdown between Massachusetts and Texas. Fate works in mysterious ways. Can we really overcome two curses in perhaps the same week?
Another interesting side effect of that matchup would, of course, be the Clemens matchup - a former Red Sox great and then a Yankee. Talk about symbolically beating your past...