The quick brown fox jumped over the good, but lazy Parker family.
the red sox have won twice in four years. the patriots blew their chance to be a perfect 19-0. (oh, btw, i like all teams in new england *except* for the patriots.) the revolution lost their fourth major league soccer title game in six years. (oh, the revs … *hate* the revs, too.) and, the boston celtics just won their first championship in 22 years.
now, i don’t want to say that the culture of new england has changed … but it has, so i guess that phrase was an empty blogging device.
my father and i talked after the celtics won game four, in los angeles, to take a commanding 3-1 lead in the best of 7 series.
if this was 2001 — with the red sox in an 80+ year drought and the celtics in a 15 year skid — new englanders would be talking in hushed tones about how the lakers were a great team who were the odds on favorites to come back and win, especially knowing *our* (ie. new england’s) luck.
but, you throw three super bowl rings and two world series trophies into the mix, and these crazy yanks get down right cocky.
talking to my father that night, he guaranteed — OUTLOUD! — that the celtics were going to win the championship, and odds-on it was going to happen in five games. needless to say, given my comparative old age and experience, i was looking for any piece of wood available to knock on.
sure enough … my boy was right. he wiffed on the number of games — it was six not five — but a championship none-the-less.
and all was well in beantown. again.