The Red Sox rolled over the mercenary Yankees. And now it's on to the World Series.
I can remember sitting on the front porch with my grampa listening to the Sox. He'd have a couple of beers, and I'd play with my dolls at his feet. This was back in the early 1960s. When win or lose, it was just a pleasant way to pass a summer afternoon. We weren't the Red Sox Nation back then. Few people had any expectations for the Sox till the summer of '67 made us all believers. We've had a few chances between then and now. And now is looking pretty good.
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