Dude beside me at the restaurant just told his wife that he cheated on her and she is crying loudly, over at my table it’s miller time though. #millertime
#OnThisDay in 1953: Maple Leaf Wrestling: Maple Leaf Gardens, Toronto, Ontario: NWA Worlds Heavyweight Champion Lou Thesz defeated Gorgeous George in the main event, topping a card that also featured Bobo Brazil, Don Leo Jonathan and The Red Mask.
@s_prevot Not getting swept in the 3rd round routinely would be a start.
You can fight it all you want but until you break out of the conference it is what it is.
In 2004, I was a bartender at the Cask 'n Flagon next to Fenway Park. I'll never forget what this series was like in Boston.
Down 3-0, everyone in Boston said, "The curse is real, maybe next year."
Down 3-1, everyone said, "Well, we were bound to win one."
Heading into game 6, the city started to feel different. The series was 3-2, and everyone knew no one had ever come back from a 3-0 hole. Especially not the cursed Red Sox. Still...maybe?
There was no social media back then; everyone watched the same thing at the same time. It was one of a handful of truly shared social experiences I've been a part of. "Where are you watching the game?"
When they won game 6, people started to believe it was destiny. Every single bar and restaurant was showing the game, and people came out of their homes to watch it in public spaces, hoping to be part of something historic. French restaurants, coffee shops, and any place with a TV became a packed sports bar.
I was behind the bar for Game 7. The game was played at Yankee Stadium, but the bars next to Fenway were at capacity for hours before the game. I've never been in an environment like that since; the tension and the excitement, the "what if we actually do this?" People hung on every pitch.
When they made the final out just after midnight, the place exploded. People celebrated, thousands came down to the Fenway area and ran through the streets. I watched the broadcast show people running through the streets as they ran past the bar's windows. No phones, no selfies, no Instagram, just people living in the moment.
Everyone on that team has a special place in Boston sports history. Whenever I see this video, I'm reminded of how incredible sports can be sometimes.