zerovalent:

     During last year’s Stanley Cup Playoffs, I may or may not have cursed the Boston Red Sox to another 86 year championship drought in a post where I officially gave up on my hopes of the Bruins winning a Stanley Cup, which they ended up doing anyway, proving that my lack of faith is actually a key to the Bruins success. After the Bruins won the Cup, I watched the supposedly unbeatable Red Sox implode in September, which resulted in the first GM and coach to bring a World Series to Beantown in 86 years being shown the door. I couldn’t help but feel slightly responsible for that, because I’m superstitious in that way, and I believe that any little thing I say or do can directly affect the outcome of a game that I am watching (which is why I will kill you if you ever talk about a game being “in the bag” before it’s over…I once watched the Bruins win a game in which they were down 3-1 with 20 seconds left…it ain’t over ‘til it’s over).
     I’m not going to apologize for cursing the Red Sox for another 86 years, because I got my Stanley Cup. You have to give a little to get something. But I was going to recognize that last year’s failure and the next 85 years worth of failures are probably my fault. I was going to, that is, until I read that new Red Sox coach Bobby Valentine is considering hiring Bill Buckner as the new Red Sox hitting coach. 

     Really? Are we just trying to make headlines?

     Bill Buckner.

     Bill Buckner. Where have I heard that name before? Hmmmm…

     Oh yeah, I remember now.

     So yeah. Not my fault.

Also rejected engraving for my father’s Mets brick:

Thanks, Bill Buckner.