John Furrier: It's ovah! - To the Dads, Kids, and Generations of us New Englanders

October 28, 2004

It's ovah! - To the Dads, Kids, and Generations of us New Englanders - Time to Celebrate

I come from a large New England family. There are three generations of Furrier's who have never seen the Red Sox win a world series. Now they have a reason to toast the Sox and wipe away the years of frustrations.

I spoke with my Dad - he is a die hard Sox fan living in Naples Florida - after the Yanks went up 0-3. His response was so typical and reflected the general attitude of generations of Sox fans.. "they stink...they find a way to lose, typical choke, ..etc... Well they certainly looked dead...even I was down saying just win game 4 and avoid a sweep to the Yanks... The sox never lost and after the final out I called my family and Dad and his voice was horse from yelling at the TV. The negative was gone. The Sox broke the curse. They were winners.

And now it's time to toast to Ted Williams, Tom Yawkey, Sherm Feller, Dick O'Connell, Haywood Sullivan, Joe Cronin, Eddie Collins, Tony Conigliaro, Ned Martin, Helen Robinson, Jack Rogers, and thousands of others who toiled for the team, but died before seeing their Sox win a World Series.

It's time for smiles on the faces of Carl Yastrzemski, Bobby Doerr, Dominic DiMaggio, Charlie Wagner, Gene Conley, Bill Monbouquette, Chuck Schilling, John McNamara, Joe Morgan, Earl Wilson, Mike Andrews, Reggie Smith, and hundreds of other men who wore the Red Sox uniform, but never won in October. And don't forget Curt Gowdy, Lou Gorman, Dick Bresciani, Joe Mooney, and all the ushers and Sox employees who are as much a part of Fenway Park as the Green Monster and Pesky's Pole.

Time for the Nation to rejoice. Time to dance. Time to go to your window, open it wide, stick your head out and scream, "The Red Sox won the World Series." No one's been able to do that in Boston since Woodrow Wilson was president.

This is the kind of event that unites Boston Red Sox fans of all ages from Palo Alto, California to Cape Cod. A memory that will last forever for all Sox fans. From my Dad in Naples Florida, my brothers and sisters in New England, and my wife and I watching with my sons and daughters in Palo Alto California all three generations are celebrating today.

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