Dee’s Inbox

Our Father, who art at Fenway
Baseball be thy game,
Thy kingdom come,
World Series won,
On earth, then onto the Cask’n Flagon
Give us this day, a perfect Beckett
And forgive us our losses,
As we forgive those,
Like Bill Buckner.
And lead us not into depression,
but deliver us from this long week of waiting,
For thine is the Power
and the Glory
To beat the Indians
Forever and ever, Amen.

GOOOOO REEEDDDDD SOOOXXXXX!