Yawn...

Ummmm....yeah.

Sox in seven. Greatest comeback in sports history, new benchmark for the greatest rivalry in sports, first AL pennant since I was thirteen.

Other than that not much going on.

It kills me that I watched the game in hotel room in Destin, Florida. It kills me even more that I will be watching the World Series from even smaller towns in Alabama and Louisiana. I should be watching with my father or brother in the northeast.

Here's the thing, though...

Maybe in order for the Red Sox to keep winning, I have to watch these games alone in hotel rooms in the South. Maybe that's the price of their world title. If that's the case (and that explanation is as good as any) then I have to hold up my end of the bargain. I suffer for my team.

Thank you to everyone who called to celebrate with me. So many calls overlapped, but I think I got to everyone eventually. I'll be on my cell for each and every World Series game, no matter where I am.

As far as traveling, today was pretty much useless. No insights into humanity, nothing. More later...