It's a Beautiful Day

We didn't really have a speech prepared because we didn't think we were going to win...

But we'd like to thank all those who helped to make it possible: the greatest comeback in baseball history and the first World Series title since 1918.

The 2004 Boston Red Sox team, we couldn't have done it without you. The Fans, who never stopped believing. My grandfather, who loved "them bums." My dad, who indoctrinated me into the Sox cult, and who took me to my first game in Fenway. The Blubox Intern, who, through out the entire playoffs, did yoga visualization exercises so that the Sox would win. We're convinced she made the difference this year. My sister, who always understood the importance of standing tall and representin', even when -- and especially because -- you live in the home of your persecutors. The whole crew, for pulling together when it mattered most. For surviving the 14-inning marathon at Bar 515 and showing up at the Kettle and Fish to share the final glorious out. To LS, Eliot, TDeM, and Langone (and all affiliated ladies, who brought the Olde Town Team good luck). Oh, and we almost forgot. Thanks to the Higher Power, who sent us a lunar eclipse as a sign that he/she was on top of the situation.

The Red Sox are the World Champions. A beautiful day, indeed.