My team, the Atlanta Braves, are out of the playoffs. They disgust me too much to write about here; always such promise and always such post-season choking. I know fellow fans Jordan M. and David Z. and Andrew H. are with me on that.
But the Red Sox, my second-favorite team, and my friend Benny C.’s obsession, are marching forth formidably. I caught the last couple innings of their victory over the morally bankrupt Yankees (sorry, Miles B., but buying all the best players in the league–and from Japan–just isn’t fair) last night.
And with Chicago (who are also, like the BoSox, perpetually star-crossed) still alive in their series against the Marlins, I’m gonna go ahead and call it right now:
Red Sox over the Cubbies in the World Series.
It can happen. It should happen. It must happen. (Related: Bill Simmons reflects on Boston beating the A’s.)