Arousing from the most profound of slumbers, we break the gossamer web of some dream. Yet in a second afterward, (so frail may that web have been) we remember not that we have dreamed. — Edgar Alan Poe, "The Pit and the Pendulum"
So here we are, at the beginning of an eight-game/eight-day stretch of baseball against the leaders of the AL Central and AL East, respectively. Four days ago, we were in despair, writing off the season, cursing Theo, Tito and anyone who dared say the Sox might not be this bad.
Now? Well, now, the Sox can beat anyone. The offense, despite no Ortiz and no hits from Ramirez, scored 11 runs and the team won despite poor pitching from Lester and Hansen and mediocre pitching from Delcarmen and Papelbon.
The pessimism is gone "like the gossamer web of some dream," and the optimism is here, and the pendulum has swung. Will it swing back before the end of the weekend? Or will this week put to bed our fears for good, and by October, will we "remember not that we have dreamed"?