In this day of Wild Cards and "back doors" to the playoffs, one must ask: is it appropriate to put a beer box on one’s head and dance a jig after your team reaches the postseason because somebody else beats another team in another city a half hour after you lose to a team eliminated from the playoffs in mid-August? Is it appropriate to hoist
midgets vertically challenged Dominicans three feet over one’s head in honor of a berth earned due to the rules changes of the modern era? Is it ever wrong to riddle the Kenmore Square sidewalk with Fenway Frank shrapnel tossed forth after drinking a case of warm Hahpoon?
(Man, I miss Boston on celebration nights…)
Tonight we might find out (this author doesn’t know the answer, though we’re not typically inclined to Riverdancing in a Bud Light case, just as a matter of principle), as the Sox can clinch a playoff spot through the stylings of Josh Beckett and by beating up on a guy whose 2007 career highlight, according to MLB.com, was that he "spent the entire season at Triple-A Nashville".
Comment away here, and let’s get that post-season swagger started tonight! Go Sox!