Originally posted by SC:
The Red Sox' 1986 Game 6 (World Series) loss to the Mets. Nothing else even comes close.
It was the toughest game I ever watched. (I almost cried).
(Billy Buckner - I still love ya).
I was living in Boston at the time - my first year of law school. My roommate was trying to get me to go with him to Kenmore in the ninth inning to be part of the biggest party in the city since some patriots threw barrels of tea into the harbor.
He was anxious and left with 2 out and nobody on in the bottom of the inning. I stayed to watch the end of the game, telling him I'd meet him if I could find him.
He took the "T" to Kenmore and arrived ten minutes after Mookie Wilson touched homeplate, thinking the Sox were World Series Champions. He knew something was dreadfully wrong when he surfaced from the subway.
He turned around got back on an outbound train, walked into the house and asked in a soft voice, "Who blew it?" I reminded him it won't matter a bit if they win Game 7 tomorrow. He said, "This WAS Game 7 for the Sox."
