When the Cubs suffered that horrifying 8th inning and loss last night, in the manner they did, my thoughts went back to the wild game 6 of the ’75 series, and how I felt as a Reds fan as Carlton Fisk completed a comeback that began in the 8th inning as well, whern Bernie Carbo erased a 3-run deficit with a 2 out 3-run homer. I felt like Sparky Anderson did that night. Sleepless, worrying about “destiny” defeating the Reds, who had won 108 games that year. The dramatics from Carbo and Fisk made it seem that this could be the time for the Sox. The Reds won game 7 and finally had their World Championship.

I do not recall ever having been nervous about a game for a team other than my team, until this one. I’ll probably watch the West Wing as a distraction. Go Cubs! The entire baseball world outside of Florida is for the Cubs (at least it seems so). It’s not looking good at ll for the Red Sox now, heading to Yankee stadium needing to take 2 to meet the winner of the Cubs-Marlins.