Howling Into the Wind

Subjected to outrageous indignities by a soon-to-be nephew-in-law, this BLOHARD learned a thing or two about the appropriate temperature at which to serve a dish of humble pie.

Chip Keating, late of Madison Avenue, now safely returned to Marshfield, writes on the burdens, and rewards, of being a Red Sox fan in New York.

Here's further proof, not that any is necessary, that ours is is a wily and intelligent adversary who we'll have to be at the top of our game to ever outsmart.

How about a poem from nine-year old Westporter Matt Campbell, entitled "The Curse"?

Long-suffering Sox fan Ron Dranetz muses on the Sox, the Yanks, their respective fans, and the occasional disappointment inherent in rooting for the Red Hose.

Newly arrived in New York, Mickey Winston gets a little sartorial advice from one of New York's Finest.

Scott DeFreitas offers a pointer on marital harmony in a home with conflicting faiths.

Faced with pretty much the same issue, Andrea Scuder makes damn sure that her child is going to be among the saved.

Too bad Al Matousek can't say the same.

Also on the subject of living in a "mixed marriage", a story of redemption from Brooklynite Chris Shelley.

Sgt. Peter Williams (USMC) has an opinion on the idea of jettisoning Nomar.

Williams again, having just seen Bill Simmons' must-read account of Game 7 of the 2003 ALCS writes about his own experience that horrible night, and about how faith inevitably trumps catastrophe.

Here's Tim Leahy on how it feels to finally be a triumphant Sox fan in Sodom.

Weighing in from Charleston, SC, where they don't like Yankees any more than we do, Chuck Kramer muses on loving the Sox from afar.

Gearing up for seder after the magic of 2004, Curt Buckler got to pondering the parallels between the Sox' miraculous salvation and another that occured a little earlier.

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