I live in Boston (shocking I know given the handle), and I was on the subway this morning when I saw something very disturbing. One of my fellow passengers was reading a book called Game Six. Apparently, someone thought it was a good idea to write a whole book about a legendary game.....which of course turned out to be meaningless for the winning team (I guess it was about as close to a championship as they got for 100 years). I really wanted to ask the guy if he had read the sequel....Game Seven.
I think there is a whole generation of people who actually think Fisk's HR won the Series for Boston. A generation of people so bad at math that they think think it was about 100 years between 1976 and 2004 when the Sox finally actually won a World Series.
For my part, I have a nice conversation starter in my office: it's an artist's rendering of the Reds celebrating on the field at Fenway after winning Game Seven. Some people here really don't like that. I mean, REALLY don't like it!