Two words: Game 7

NEW YORK (ESPN.com news services) -- With blood seeping through his sock and bravado etched on his face, Curt Schilling shut down the Yankees and -- just as he wanted -- shut up 55,000-plus New Yorkers.

Curt Schilling is now officially entered in the OhmyGod! category. And the Red Sox as a whole will be if they pull this off. For those of you uninitiated, the Red Sox made baseball history last night by forcing a game 7 after falling behind in the series 0-3. My housemate K is among the uninitiated, growing up in places where football is king, and she spent the last couple of nights biting her nails and repeatedly saying things like, “Make it stop!” and “Why can’t they just get a run?” During the final inning, she had her chair turned with her back to the TV set. I started getting ready for bed since it was close to midnight and because I had a hard time sitting and watching, too. I’ve been through so many end-of-season letdowns, I’m primed for it, but this bunch, this band of idiots, are pretty amazing.

My friend Carol emailed me this bit from Billy-Ball’s newsletter this morning:

Sometime, seemingly ages ago, I wrote a number of prerequisites that must be achieved before we can call this a Red Sox/Yankee caliber series. Last night, we saw blood, we the player’s breath, we saw disputed calls, we saw stupid fan involvement and following the fans showering the field with debris we saw squads of riot police line the field better equipped than our troops in Iraq.

Yes, definitely a Red Sox/Yankee caliber series. And now, getting a very late start on work because I stayed up too late and overslept…

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