Our generation's Bill Buckner

I remember one night (between 2004 and 2007) when my dad and I were on our way home from something or other, and I was telling him how the Red Sox winning the World Series in 2004 didn't give me the same "Now I Can Die in Peace" feeling as it did for people who were around for 1986, 1975, and even 1967. I had never experienced the agonizing defeat of a Red Sox World Series loss...but years later, I know what the next worst thing could have been. Aaron Boone. I can't even explain it any more than that. I don't even want to. It's weird, because we won the World Series the next year, and in 2007, but I just can't watch that pitch. It's painful.