It’s worth seeing one more time:
A great win for the Red Sox Sunday night, thanks to Big Papi’s grand slam — a moment that will be remembered by Boston sports fans for years to come. But for me, and no doubt many others, Monday was a day filled with regret.
I fell asleep and now I’m mad at myself.
You see, I’ve watched or listened to all the great Boston sports moments during my lifetime. Of course the 2004 World Series win, the Patriots Super Bowl victories, and Bobby Orr’s overtime goal on Mother’s Day back in 1970. I saw that one live on my grandparent’s old black and white TV.
Then, of course, there was Carlton Fisk’s homer in Game 6 of the 1975 World Series.
I saw that, up late on a school night no less!
And I didn’t miss Doug Flutie’s Hail Mary pass. For that one, I heard Dan Davis’ great call live on the car radio.
But what happened Sunday?
Well, I caught the Brady touchdown pass at the very end of the Patriots game, which ranks right up there.
But for some reason, maybe because I was tired and I had to get up for work Monday, I rolled over and closed my eyes with the Red Sox down 5-0. I was semi-conscious when the Sox scored their first run, but the arms of Morpheus had fully taken hold just moments later.
Imagine my surprise when my clock radio went off at 6 a.m. and I heard Bob Oakes deliver the good news.
“Great night for the Red Sox and the Patriots. The Red Sox win with a 9th inning walk-off single, the Patriots win with a touchdown pass with 5 seconds on the clock.”
I bolted upright in disbelief.
Another amazing Boston sports moment, and I, Mr. Dependable, missed it.
So when people asked me Monday morning, “Did you catch that amazing Red Sox victory late last night?” I hang my head in disappointment. Even shame. Technically I was there, in front of the TV. But this one got away from me.
I missed it.