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Top billing
Went to Schilling
But he kept on tying his laces
Poor, poor Curt
His ankle hurt
Good thing we've got two aces

But then Lieber outpitched Pedro
And everone was saying, "Oh no, oh no, here we go again."

After game three I was saying,
"Just end it now
"Just end it now, please."
But I had forgotten all about my man David Ortiz

While Schilling tested out some high tops
D-Lowe made the Yankees look sloppy
Soon the scene was set for yet another big hit
By my main man, Big Poppy

We won that game in the 12th inning
And after that we just kept on winning
I was so happy that I could hardly speak
And I didn't get to bed before midnight
For the rest of the week

Bellhorn's homer more than made up for his long, long drought
The umps conferred before they ruled that he had hit it out
And later on in the game
Once again they had to stop
After Bronson was struck down
By A-Rod's karate chop

Let me just say that A-Rod looked like a pathetic, pathetic little man
Trying to claim that that was just the way that he always ran
I'm glad the Red Sox never got that little cheater
And boy was I relieved when they took back the run
That had been scored by Derek Jeter

With Damon's grand slam, I thought I was in heaven
But then they put Pedro in to pitch inning seven
I started having flashbacks to a sad night one year ago
What was Francona thinking?
I don't even want to know

This victory justifies all those nights that I spent sitting in front of the tele
Watching the Red Sox, eating chips, growing myself a nice big fat belly
This means redemption after years and years and years and years and years and years and years of humiliation
For every single resident of Red Sox Nation