I had just taken a big-ass toke when Edgar Renteria grounded out to Keith Foulke to end the game. I lept from my chair and shouted, letting the fragrant smoke out of my lungs in a huge blast. Even though my feet were on the ground, it felt like I'd just jumped into the air and kept ... on ... going ....!

I ran outside, where my neighbors were gathering to shout and cheer. The cool night air made my skin tingle, and it gave me the sensation of Ben & Jerry's Vanilla going down my throat as I inhaled.

WE FINALLY WON IT! WE FINALLY WON IT!

I looked up and saw the moon, hanging red in the sky, in full eclipse. And I think I saw Babe Ruth's ghost, released from purgatory and rising up to heaven.

He tipped his cap to Boston as he rose. Now he's happy. And so are we!
Byker Reviewed by Byker on . Last night in Boston I had just taken a big-ass toke when Edgar Renteria grounded out to Keith Foulke to end the game. I lept from my chair and shouted, letting the fragrant smoke out of my lungs in a huge blast. Even though my feet were on the ground, it felt like I'd just jumped into the air and kept ... on ... going ....! I ran outside, where my neighbors were gathering to shout and cheer. The cool night air made my skin tingle, and it gave me the sensation of Ben & Jerry's Vanilla going down my throat as Rating: 5