Yankees v.s. Red Sox games are almost always interesting. One of the best rivalries in all of sports, and not just in all of Major League Baseball.
But then it became like that old (I think) Peggy Lee tune with the refrain "Is that all there is to a fire?"
Maybe I'm like the Hebrews when they left the bondage of Egypt and went into the wilderness and started griping and wanting to go back, but I miss the old, tragic Red Sox.
Maybe they're coming back. Oh... forgive my rambling, I need to think about something else.