Should I Stay, or Should I Go?

Well, with the last vestiges of my hangover wearing off I sit in a finally sunny LA, glowing from last night's victory, Good finally triumphing over Evil. And, while I told many that were the Sox to go back to the World Series, I would in turn go back to Boston, Boston will have to wait till I come home 'cross the Atlantic. Yet, I've found a home of sorts here on the beaches of LA, in Hermosa there is a Boston Sports Bar where I've spent the last two nights singing and swearing, cheering and jeering as the Sox pulled off their improbable triumph (When Johnny comes marching home again, Hurrah! Hurrah!). So, in this bastion of Boston, I've chosen to watch next week's game and await its outcome before finally exiting the US. So, with Jay and John I will sit next week watching the Sox play, wearing the fuzzy, pink sweater that I'm convinced was instrumental in last night's win (plus it's pretty, and right now, so are the Sox).