we will prevail

We can beat them
Just for one day
We can be Heroes
Just for one day

oh, it's on.

Win the pennant.

How fucking awesome is this thread, especially after the Rays won the pennant on Thursday night?

Bring it home!

Lester to the TBS analysts: Wall my ASS.

If I was Maddon, I'd start Sonnanstine.

Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more;
Or close the wall up with our English dead.
In peace there's nothing so becomes a man
As modest stillness and humility:
But when the blast of war blows in our ears,
Then imitate the action of the tiger;
Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood,
Disguise fair nature with hard-favour'd rage;
Then lend the eye a terrible aspect;
Let pry through the portage of the head
Like the brass cannon; let the brow o'erwhelm it
As fearfully as doth a galled rock
O'erhang and jutty his confounded base,
Swill'd with the wild and wasteful ocean.
Now set the teeth and stretch the nostril wide,
Hold hard the breath and bend up every spirit
To his full height. On, on, you noblest English.
Whose blood is fet from fathers of war-proof!
Fathers that, like so many Alexanders,
Have in these parts from morn till even fought
And sheathed their swords for lack of argument:
Dishonour not your mothers; now attest
That those whom you call'd fathers did beget you.
Be copy now to men of grosser blood,
And teach them how to war. And you, good yeoman,
Whose limbs were made in England, show us here
The mettle of your pasture; let us swear
That you are worth your breeding; which I doubt not;
For there is none of you so mean and base,
That hath not noble lustre in your eyes.
I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips,
Straining upon the start. The game's afoot:
Follow your spirit, and upon this charge
Cry 'God for Harry, England, and Saint George!'



Indeed. The game is afoot.

I just want to tell both of you, good luck. We're all counting on you.

It took the Sox 162 regular season games, 4 ALDS games and 4 ALCS games to finally put themselves into their traditional position of strength to win this thing.

One game at a time.

Win Game 7

Win it.

Boston did not burn all its energy getting to game 7 - Boston is just warming up. Get it done boys! Decimate - annihilate - kick ass.

Go SOX - WIN TODAY!

I like baseball.

Bring us home, Jon!

Sox in 7.

Just WIN!

Ken Rosenthal:http://msn.foxsports.com/mlb/story/8657140...;ll-be-a-Game-7

Good call, buddy!

Age and treachery > youth and skill

Rosenthal is not having a good month.

Um. what the hell did I say? Don't let let us win game six!!!

That's right...

Next up game seven
The Rays not so devilish
Sox know what to do

win

Bluto magic worked in 2004, it worked in 2007, it worked in Game 5 Thursday night, and it worked in Game 6 Saturday night!

D-Day: War's over, man. Wormer dropped the big one.
Bluto: Over? Did you say "over"? Nothing is over until we decide it is! Was it over when the Germans bombed Pearl Harbor? Hell no!
Otter: Germans?
Boon: Forget it, he's rolling.
Bluto: And it ain't over now. 'Cause when the goin' gets tough...
[thinks hard]
Bluto: the tough get goin'! Who's with me? Let's go!
[runs out, alone; then returns]
Bluto: What the fuck happened to the Delta I used to know? Where's the spirit? Where's the guts, huh? "Ooh, we're afraid to go with you Bluto, we might get in trouble." Well just kiss my ass from now on! Not me! I'm not gonna take this. Wormer, he's a dead man! Marmalard, dead! Niedermeyer...
Otter: Dead! Bluto's right. Psychotic, but absolutely right. We gotta take these bastards. Now we could do it with conventional weapons that could take years and cost millions of lives. No, I think we have to go all out. I think that this situation absolutely requires a really futile and stupid gesture be done on somebody's part.
Bluto: We're just the guys to do it.
D-Day: Let's do it.
Bluto: LET'S DO IT!!!!


LET'S DO IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

It's now two game threads being the first all season that I posted in prior to the first pitch, so here's to the third being a charm as well!

We've got one guy left with nuts the size of Jupiter and a chip on his shoulder equally as large to exercise.

I'M LOVING OUR CHANCES EVEN MORE!!! FUCK I love the postseason!

Forever and ever

You came to me, Red Sox, on Thursday. You'd surrendered yourselves and let your souls be blessed by my waters of Filthy Pitches, Clutch Hits and TOTAL DOMINATION. You roundly renounced your lives of Suck and made the choice to change your ways and the path towards Elimination you'd allowed your existences to be.

I explained to you on Saturday that this transformation is by no means instantaneous, and required of you a constant dedication across countless temptations to fall back into the ways of Suck. I said that it would take a conscious decision, on every play, every pitch, to reject Suck and walk into the Light of TOTAL DOMINATION.

This, of course, is all true, and these are things that you were wise to do. I'm here to tell you that this progress cannot be in vain. Though you are close to achieving TOTAL DOMINATION, to lose your ways now while you are so close would truly be a tragedy. Make good on the revelation and resurrection you elected to make this past Thursday. Follow through, my children.



I am JohntheBaptist and I shall wash away the sins of shitty baseball and fucking atrocious pitching. Be blessed now in the waters of TOTAL DOMINATION.

edit- aaaaaand stoned

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hiQoq-wqZxg


When they kick out your front door
How you gonna come?
With your hands on your head
Or on the trigger of your gun?

You can crush us
You can bruise us
But you'll have to answer to
Oh, Guns of Boston

I thought I'd share a few pics from my favorite play from a past game 7:












What a great moment! Let's hope for more moments like that. Hopefully more bat flips!

GO SOX!

I love the way the heroic moments have been distributed among the expected and the unexpected.

Papi.

Drew.

Crisp.

Varitek.

And only the work of the historians will reveal how Beckett did what he did and what he was overcoming.

I feel no need to "call" anything. We will see soon enough.

What fun.

And thanks, LJ.

I am sitting in a dark room.

I have internet access, and a bottle of scotch is within arm's reach.

I can barely type.

And yet, at this moment, I have a better chance of getting bat on ball than any of the Rays hitters will have tomorrow night.

Why?

Him:



WIN

Predicting a big night for Dustin





Those years of practice paying dividends for RSN

2008 ALCS Game 7 is like Anakin Skywalker vs. Obi Wan Kenobi on Mustafar, and we know how that turned out...

Do what must be done, Jon Lester. Do not hesitate. Show no mercy.

"Your turn now."

"Also... about that leukemia thing -- that wasn't me. Unless, of course, you think it made you stronger. In which case: you're welcome."

(Picture adapted from this one, evidently made by patman.)

A wise man once said, "It's on bitches!"

Edit: Typo

This post reminded me of the Arrested Development episode "In God We Trust." Thanks, you've got me watching it again for the 8 millionth time.

Let's hope "THERE IS NO GOD" for the Rays.

I just regained consciousness

No close game, no back and forth contest, no nail biter, just utter annihilation by the Sox so that the bullpen gets a well deserved rest, with Timlin mopping up and jumping into Cash's arms to close out his career.

Just frakkin' WIN, and big time..........

I'm kind of hoping for a little "Saved By The Bell" coverage for the first inning or so.

Win

LJ = Cabrara Era

I give you Rally Millar:

It is time to win. More sleepless nights. Less accomplished at work. More uncomprehending looks from friends and neighbors as we wake them up screaming. It is time.

The Rays are unoriginal and unfunny. Please put them out of their misery.

Amen. I got about four hours last night between watching highlights and general excitement and about the same on Thursday night.

And four of my most immediate neighbors here in the NY area are big time Phillies fans and they are all rooting as hard for Tampa as any Yankees fan I know. So I'm getting uncomprehending and angry looks from them and all the Yankees fans.

Is anyone else a bit concerned about Paps' lack of velocity last night? I haven't ventured into last night's game thread, and maybe this deserves its own thread. But I don't remember Papelbon ever topping out at 92 over the course of three batters.