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  1. Walker drives in Renteria and it's 7-7. Three straight two-out hits for the Cards...
  2. Renteria doubles in a run and it's 7-6 Boston with 2 outs in the 6th.
  3. I'm not a loser but I play one on this board.
  4. Thank you for this update Mr Beattie. It's great being at ground level like this.
  5. NASA curse. Grissom and White..the space shuttles..somehow it makes sense...
  6. If the Red Sox win the series this year and the Cubs win next year all sorts of people who've been hanging on only to see these miracles will die. It will be like baseball's version of The Rapture...
  7. Maybe he could donate it to the "Save the Tigers Foundation."
  8. Looks like the jerk's winning. 5-2 small ball long ball synergy going on here.
  9. The Cards look like they're closing the deal on this one.
  10. The last time the Cards lost a game seven post-season game at home was when we beat them in '68...
  11. Womack was gritting his teeth when he scored.
  12. Thanks Trey. Beltran scores on a throwing error. 2-0. What a player! Amazing!
  13. Who does Boston have the best chance of beating?
  14. Craig Biggio homers (1) on a fly ball to left field.
  15. Great coverage from the Boston Globe full of lines like "Gluttonous Yankees" and "Ever-entitled Yankees." http://www.boston.com/sports/baseball/redsox/articles/2004/10/21/a_world_series_party/ http://www.boston.com/sports/baseball/redsox/articles/2004/10/21/in_victory_fan_anxiety_turns_to_delirium/ A World Series party Sox complete comeback, oust Yankees for AL title By Dan Shaughnessy, Globe Staff | October 21, 2004 NEW YORK --Forevermore, the date goes into the New England calendar as an official no-school/no-work/no-mail-delivery holiday in Red Sox Nation. Mark it down. Oct. 20. It will always be the day Sox citizens were liberated from 8 decades of torment and torture at the hands of the New York Yankees and their fans. Boston Baseball's Bastille Day. The 2004 Red Sox won the American League pennant in the heart of the Evil Empire last night. In the heretofore haunted Bronx house, raggedy men wearing red socks embarrassed and eliminated the $182 million payroll Yankees, 10-3, in the seventh and deciding game of their American League Championship Series. On the very soil where the Sox were so cruelly foiled in this same game one year ago, the Sons of Tito Francona completed the greatest postseason comeback in baseball history. No major league team had ever recovered from a 3-0 series deficit. Red Sox fans now have a stock answer for those clever chants of ''1918." They'll always be able to cite the fall of 2004 when the Big Apple was finally and firmly lodged in the throats of men wearing pinstripes. This time it was the gluttonous Yankees who choked. The Sox won the much-hyped finale on the strength of two homers (including a grand slam) by team mascot Johnny Damon and a stunning six innings of one-hit pitching from Derek Lowe, who lost his job in the Sox' starting rotation before the start of the playoffs. Pedro Martinez came on for a curious (two-run) relief stint in the seventh, followed by Mike Timlin and Alan Embree, who retired Ruben Sierra on a grounder to second for the final out. At this giddy, champagne-drenched, sleepless moment in time (Warren Zevon's "I'll Sleep When I'm Dead" should be a new theme for the Fenway fandom) in time, Boston baseball fans need to remind themselves that the job is not yet done. Sweet as it was to beat the Yankees, the Sox still have to win a World Series before they throw off any dreaded pox on the House of Hub hardball. The Red Sox have been in four World Series since last winning one in 1918 and each time Boston lost the seventh game. Just four days ago, the Franconamen were three outs away from going home for another long winter of discontent. They had dropped the first three games of the Yankees series, losing Game 3 at Fenway Saturday by the hideous score of 19-8. Sunday night in Game 4, they rallied against Mariano Rivera in the ninth, then won in dramatic fashion on David Ortiz's walkoff homer in the 12th. Less than 23 hours later, they won again, this time on a 14th-inning single by Ortiz. The exhausted clubs returned to New York and Tuesday Curt Schilling willed Boston to victory with seven innings of mastery despite a dislocated tendon in his right ankle. The rivals had already played a record 25 hours and 36 minutes (over six games) when they arrived at the stadium yesterday afternoon. Despite the fact both managers were hindered by depleted pitching staffs, the pregame anticipation was unlike anything in the rich history of Boston sports. Red Sox-Yankees Game 7 had the requisite classic themes of history, revenge, passion, and redemption (Lowe, for one, comes to mind). It had the two most storied baseball teams meeting in a winner-take-all game for the second time in 12 months. It had a long-suffering Red Sox Nation convinced that this really is the year. Ever-entitled, but suddenly desperate to turn things around, the Yankees wheeled out the big guns for the finale. Bucky Dent, the man who drove a stake through the heart of New England with his popfly playoff homer in 1978, was summoned to throw out the ceremonial first pitch. Not satisfied with that little bit of history, the Yanks offered the Red Sox owners an opportunity to watch the game from the comfort of the Babe Ruth suite at Yankee Stadium. John Henry, Tom Werner, and Larry Lucchino instead opted for box seats near the Sox dugout. It was 54 degrees in the Bronx when slumping Damon stepped in to face the first pitch from Yankee righthander Kevin Brown at 8:30 p.m. Yankee fans took comfort in the knowledge that the game was played on the birthday of the late Mickey Mantle. It ended at 12:01 this morning on Whitey Ford's birthday. Didn't matter. This time the cosmic forces were aligned with Boston. David Ortiz, a.k.a. "Senor October," crushed a first-pitch, two run homer to right to give the Red Sox a 2-0 lead in the first inning. Ortiz's blast came just seconds after Sox third base coach Dale Sveum regrettably sent Damon home from second on a single to left by Manny Ramirez. Damon was gunned down at the plate, but the gaffe was masked when Ortiz lauched Brown's next pitch over the wall. Javier Vazquez started to throw in the Yankee bullpen early in the second after Kevin Millar hit a one-out single. When Bill Mueller walked, Yankee pitching coach Mel Stottlemyre visited the mound. When Brown walked Orlando Cabrera, Yankee manager Joe Torre came out with the hook. Brown made three starts (two playoff, one regular season) against the Red Sox in the last 3 1/2 weeks and did not get an out in the third inning of any of the three games. The long-haired Damon, who came into the game batting .103 in the series, cranked Vazquez's first pitch over the wall in right, sucking the life out of the Yankee Stadium crowd and pushing the Sox to a 6-0 lead. There was bedlam in the Boston dugout as Damon circled the bases. The Yankees staged their only rally off Lowe in the third. Miguel Cairo was hit by a pitch, stole second, and scored on Derek Jeter's single to left. The RBI single was New York's only hit off Lowe. Damon launched his second homer, this one into the upper deck, with one man aboard in the fourth to make it 8-1. After a couple of more walks, Vazquez was replaced by Esteban Loaiza. The crowd booed when Vazquez walked to the dugout. As the game lurched into the middle frames, anxious Sox fans waited patiently for more outs and more innings which could deliver the Sox back into the World Series. Lowe had retired 11 consecutive batters when he was pulled at the end of six innings. The odd relief appearance by Martinez got the Yankee crowd back into the game as the place came to life with chants of "Who's your daddy?" The Yankees rocked Martinez for three hits and a pair of runs in his shakey inning of work. A homer by Mark Bellhorn in the eighth made it 9-3 and Orlando Cabrera added a sacrifice fly in the ninth. Finally, there was the strangest sight of them all: Boston Red Sox players jumping up and down and hugging each other in the Yankee Stadium infield, laughing and goofing around like little boys, celebrating their hard-earned American League pennant right there in the House That Ruth Built. © Copyright 2004 Globe Newspaper Company. In victory, fan anxiety turns to delirium By Brian MacQuarrie, Globe Staff | October 21, 2004 Do you believe in miracles? Red Sox Nation does. In a stunning coda to an unprecedented comeback, the Boston Red Sox stormed to victory over the New York Yankees last night to seize the team's first American League pennant since 1986, as millions of New Englanders watched and listened, transfixed and transformed. From living rooms to barrooms to dorm rooms, the pent-up hopes of the Red Sox's championship-starved fans exploded into an early celebration that was peaceful despite the pandemonium. Near midnight, Boston police had reported no game-related arrests. ''I believe! I really do believe!" said Amanda Mellgard, 27, at the L Street Tavern in South Boston, where fans jumped in the air, high-fiving and hugging, when outfielder Johnny Damon hit his second-inning grand slam to give the Red Sox a quick 6-0 lead. As the Red Sox piled up runs and the pitching held off New York, normally skeptical diehards in Red Sox Nation allowed themselves to relish the sensation that this, indeed, could be the year. Children in pajamas and Red Sox shirts posted numbers on homemade scoreboards, and popped balloons that had faces of Yankee players drawn on them. The hordes of fans who flooded the region's night spots to watch the action on television were watched by a law enforcement presence that deployed more than twice the number of officers used during the celebrations that followed the New England Patriots' Super Bowl victory in February. Helicopters patrolled over the city, Boston police Superintendent James Claiborne coordinated the multiagency effort from a command center at headquarters, and Commissioner Kathleen O'Toole roamed the city to see potential trouble spots herself. ''We've certainly learned from our lessons," O'Toole said before the game. State Police and university police from the major colleges combined forces with Boston police for last night's patrols. After the Super Bowl, one man was killed after being struck by a car during a violent melee in the Symphony Hall area near Northeastern University. Police then were criticized for not deploying more officers and for a lack of quick coordination among officers deployed throughout the city. The acting police commissioner, James Hussey, who followed the operation from his home, was assailed for the operation and demoted. O'Toole had appealed to Boston fans to continue the ''extraordinary behavior" and restraint they have shown during the playoffs so far. ''While celebration is a great thing," she said, ''it must be responsible." At midnight outside Fenway Park, the scene of the team's amazing comeback and repeated celebrations earlier this week, Yawkey Way was closed off, and State Police on motorcycles moved to positions outside Boston Beer Works on Brookline Avenue. Passersby watched the game through the window of the bar, banging cowbells and twirling in circles. Before the game, the mood throughout the city was civil and upbeat, if anxious. Streets emptied early, as workers who found it hard to concentrate left before the evening rush hour. Supermarkets were all but deserted. Evening events were canceled. At Framingham Town Meeting, officials set up a television for residents who did not want to miss the historic happenings at Yankee Stadium. In the shadow of Fenway Park's left-field wall at the Cask 'n' Flagon, Evan Breeding, 23, of Manchester, N.H., settled into a bar seat at 5 p.m. and anxiously waited for the first pitch. ''I'm just so fired up," he said. ''Sunday night, I got three hours of sleep. It just didn't matter. I was running on adrenaline all day." The crowded barroom also included Kristin Nogueira, 21, a Northeastern University senior from Marshfield who said she was ''walking but not awake." Despite an 8 a.m. wakeup call for classes, Nogueira said, the Red Sox are can't-miss television. ''It's about time they win," she said. The sounds of summer's game, even on a chilly autumn night, were heard nearly everywhere. Hilary Okoro, a Nigerian native who moved to Boston five years ago, listened to the game from a radio as he worked at a Boston University parking lot. He has a picture of himself with Red Sox pitcher Pedro Martinez, which he brought back to Nigeria to show his friends. ''They see me with him, and they know I know a big baseball star in America," Okoro said. Outside Yankee Stadium, some Red Sox fans were emboldened. Justin Brito, 19, lives in the Bronx, but he's been a Red Sox fan since he was a child. Holding a poster that read, ''Curse? What curse? Ghosts don't come out 'til the 31st," Brito said that most of his friends and neighbors have not been too nice to him this week. ''The first thing I'm doing is going out and buying a World Series hat," Brito said. ''It's going to have the Red Sox logo on the side. I'll be seeing them Yankees fans with their tears." Inside the stadium, as the Yankees crowd grew sedate in the late innings, Red Sox fans tasted victory. ''The world's been upside-down since 1918," said Domenic Ventresca, 42, a North End realtor sitting just a few rows from where Damon hit his grand slam. ''All will be well in the world. All wars will stop. And there will be peace among men when we win." Even Yogi Berra, the Yankees legend who coined the phrase ''It ain't over till it's over," left the ballpark just before the seventh inning. ''They'll do better without me," he told a park employee. Suzanne Smalley, Megan Tench, Lisa Kocian, and David Abel of the Globe staff, and correspondents Michael Levenson, Jack Encarnacao, and Erika Lovley, contributed to this report. © Copyright 2004 Globe Newspaper Company.
  16. wmv files do that on my Mac, even with Windows Media Player for the Mac, but they play just fine on my company issued Think Pad.
  17. October 21, 2004 BOSTON WINS SERIES, 10-3 By TYLER KEPNER/The New York Times They had been reliable caretakers of a cosmic curse, feasting for decades on the gift that kept on giving: Babe Ruth, purchased from the Boston Red Sox in 1920, and all the championship karma he brought with him. The rules were very simple. The Yankees won and their rivals lost, often painfully, eternal justice for the worst trade in baseball history. The Red Sox still have not won a World Series in 86 years. But they got there last night, playing the Babe's game in the house that he built. With a barrage of four home runs - all pulled into the right-field seats, where Ruth once took aim - the Red Sox eliminated the Yankees with a 10-3 victory in Game 7 of the American League Championship Series at Yankee Stadium. The Red Sox became the first team in baseball history to win a best-of-seven series after losing the first three games, and they will play host to the Houston Astros or the St. Louis Cardinals in Game 1 of the World Series at Fenway Park on Saturday. The National League Championship Series is tied, three games apiece, with Game 7 tonight. For the Yankees, whose $180 million payroll is the highest ever for a baseball team, it was a devastating failure. They had beaten the Red Sox in Game 7 of last October's A.L.C.S., rallying from a three-run deficit to capture an 11-inning thriller. Both teams reloaded in the off-season, and a rematch seemed inevitable. In Game 4 on Sunday, the Yankees were three outs from a sweep. But Boston came back to win consecutive extra-inning showdowns, then stifled the Yankees behind Curt Schilling on Tuesday. Last night, Derek Lowe was the pitching star, allowing one hit over six innings despite pitching on two days' rest. And Johnny Damon, the shaggy-haired leadoff man batting .103 through the first six games, slammed two homers and drove in six runs. The Yankees had done their best to channel their ghosts. Bucky Dent, who homered to slay the Red Sox in 1978, threw the ceremonial first pitch to Yogi Berra. The game was played on Mickey Mantle's birthday. George Steinbrenner, the impatient principal owner, showed up in the clubhouse some six hours before the first pitch, apparently spreading good cheer. "He was very supportive," Manager Joe Torre said. The good feelings undoubtedly have passed. Steinbrenner will probably order a reconstruction of the team, which won 101 games during the regular season but folded when it mattered most. Steinbrenner could pursue Boston's Pedro Martínez, the pending free agent whose relief appearance brought the Yankees their only bit of hope last night. Martínez took over for the top of the seventh inning with the Red Sox leading by 8-1. The Yankees were trying to pull off the second-biggest comeback in postseason history; in 1929, the Philadelphia A's won Game 4 of the World Series after trailing the Chicago Cubs by eight runs. The Yankees seemed capable of their own heroics. As the fans screamed, "Who's your daddy?" at Martínez, the Yankees mounted a rally. Hideki Matsui and Bernie Williams started the inning with doubles, and Kenny Lofton singled in a run. But with the lead cut to 8-3, Martínez fanned pinch-hitter John Olerud with his hardest pitch, a 95-mile-an-hour fastball. A flyout by Miguel Cairo ended the excitement, and Mike Timlin came on for the eighth. Pinch-hitter Ruben Sierra grounded out to second base with men on first and second for the final out. The Yankees had not lost four games in a row since April; Boston won three of the games in that streak. To some, including catcher Jorge Posada and Torre, the Yankees seemed tight on their way to Game 7. "There's no question there's tension," Torre said. After Game 4, Torre and several players spoke confidently, reminding themselves that they were still in control. But one loss followed another, and before last night's game, Torre told his players the obvious: "We have a game to win today." For that, they turned to Kevin Brown, a veteran mercenary brought in last winter to replace Roger Clemens and unload Jeff Weaver's contract. But Brown never endeared himself to teammates during the season, and he was hammered in Game 3 at Fenway Park. Brown came out throwing hard, his second pitch a called strike at 94 miles an hour. But Damon singled to left, past third baseman Alex Rodriguez, and he stole second. Manny Ramirez hit a low line drive under the glove of shortstop Derek Jeter. Damon took a step back to second, unsure if Jeter would catch it, and took off when it went through. Hideki Matsui made a sidearm relay throw to Jeter, who fired home. Posada had the plate blocked, and the stadium shook when he tagged out Damon. If the Yankees had momentum, Brown could not sustain it. Ortiz ripped his first pitch into the right-field stands for a two-run homer. Ramirez raised his fist as he rounded second on his trot. Torre could sense trouble three batters into the second inning. With Brown on his way to walking Bill Mueller, Javier Vazquez got loose in the bullpen. After the Mueller walk, the pitching coach Mel Stottlemyre visited the mound. Then Brown walked the No. 9 hitter, Orlando Cabrera. Torre emerged from the dugout, and when he took the ball from Brown, he did not even pat him on the back. It is the surest sign of Torre's displeasure. Spike Lee stood and cheered for Brown from his seat behind the Yankees' dugout, but almost everyone else booed as he stalked off the field. They could not have known how quickly the game would turn, though history might have told them. Vazquez had given up two homers to Damon - one on the second pitch, the other on the first - in a game in June. Posada set up outside and Vazquez threw inside, a danger zone to a left-handed hitter at Yankee Stadium with the bases loaded. Damon lifted the pitch in the air. It would have been a flyout almost anywhere else, but the ball carried into the first row of seats for a grand slam. One pitch, four runs, and the Yankees were down by 6-0. Instantly, it was obvious: this would either be a Red Sox triumph, or the most devastating loss in their history. They kept after Vazquez, determined to make it the former. Vazquez helped them with a leadoff walk to Cabrera in the fourth. Up came Damon, and his next hit went a little farther than his first. Hacking at another first pitch, Damon buried a two-run homer into the third deck in right field. A fan in a Red Sox cap ended up with the ball, delighted with his souvenir and his team's 8-1 lead. Vazquez walked two of the next three hitters, and Torre replaced him with Esteban Loaiza. Vazquez - the pitcher imported to replace Andy Pettitte - had walked five, allowed two homers and gotten only six outs. Brown? Vazquez? Loaiza? Hitters like Kenny Lofton dribbling weak ground balls off Lowe? The fans might have wondered what happened to their Yankees. Even before the game, Torre said that he was looking for the team that won 101 games in the regular season. Lowe was happy to take the charity. Facing a tired pitcher and needing base runners, the Yankees swung away. After Damon's grand slam, Matsui grounded out on a 2-0 pitch, and Bernie Williams did the same on a 1-0 pitch. Through five innings, Lowe allowed one hit - a run-scoring single by Jeter - and threw only 59 pitches. He had to face the top of the order in the sixth, and it did not faze him. Lowe used 10 pitches, getting harmless groundouts from Jeter and Rodriguez and a strikeout from Gary Sheffield. Lowe spun around and posed on the mound, pumping his fist and holding it in front of him - once, then twice. It was actually happening. The nerd was kissing the homecoming queen. Paper was beating scissors; scissors were beating rock. Charlie Brown was kicking the football. The Red Sox were beating the Yankees for the American League pennant. Copyright 2004 The New York Times Company | Home | Privacy Policy | Search | Corrections | RSS | Help | Back to Top
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