The fact that Lowe was the winning pitcher in the clinching games of the ALDS, ALCS and World Series is almost as shocking as the Sox coming back down 0-3 against the Yankees. I mean there was chatter that the Sox would be better if he wasn't going to be on the postseason roster. What a turnaround by him.I'll always remember Derek Lowe walking off the mound after the seventh inning and Pedro coming out of the dugout to greet him and what a great chuckle they both had over what had been accomplished. Sometimes the cameras do catch the good stuff.
Edit: a few things that I remember, after Game 3 I was so annoyed and despondent about the Red Sox that I blew off free tickets to the Pats/Seahawks game and a Living Colour/Public Enemy show at the House of Blues and put away my Sox hat. I wore a 1986 Seattle Mariners hat that day and did not take it off until the final out of the World Series.
My wife and I were engaged but weren't living together. She's a Yankees fan, so she could not care less and was at her place while my life-long friends and I were at Oulde Magoon's Saloon in Somerville. It was almost exactly how I imagined the Sox winning the World Series to be. Bedlam and flanked by friends as we jumped up and down, spilling booze and not having a care in the world. Anyway, I called up my wife (she was asleep so i went to voice mail) and just screamed as loud as I could because I was so happy. The next morning she heard the message and proceeded to call me over and over and over again. I didn't pick up because I got home very late. She thought that I was dead. Which after she witnessed what the Sox did to her Yankees weeks prior, she should have known that it's damn near imposible to kill a Bostonian.
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