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Here is how I would probably call the Red Sox's next World Series win, if I were fortunate enough to be in the booth (as if!) on the final play of the Series...

Fenway Park is on its feet...Red Sox Nation is standing at attention...the Olde Towne Team is one out away from driving the ghosts back into the Phantom Zone... Here comes the pitch...and there's a grounder to shortstop. Nomar picks it up...throws it on the run...and the impossible dream is the improbable truth at long enough last!....Look down across the garden called Fenway Park in Boston, ladies and gentlemen! Enos Slaughter is out at the plate...Ellis Kinder has stayed in the game...Little Looie has crossed the plate...Tony Perez has swung on the sharp slider and missed...Jim Willoughby will bat for himself and stay in as the hot hand...Luis Tiant has stopped the Yankees...Dent reaches outside and lofts it to left center and Yastrzemski glides over to haul it in...Calvin Schiraldi throws it just beyond Gary Carter's reach for strike two...There is but joy in Hubville - the Curse of the Bambino has grounded out to short...and for the first time since 1918, the Boston Red Sox are sitting on top of the world...

While I'm at it, why don't I just wish it could happen against the Red Sox's 1918 Series opponent: the Chicago Cubs...