Fans of the Boston Red Sox are defined by the magnificence of their misery. They can itemize their team's climactic agonies like the Stations of the Cross. A tantalizing lead, inevitably followed by victory-snatching disaster, stains their dreams and scars their muscle memory. Since 1918, the last time Boston won a World Series, postseason has been the haunt of red October. And so very often the satanic specter for Red Sox Nation has been Damn Nation: the New York Yankees. A home run by Bucky (Freakin') Dent in a one-game playoff in 1978; an 11th-inning blast by Aaron (Flippin') Boone in...
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