I grew up outside Boston, and if I have an allegiance to any sports team, it's the Red Sox. The sight of their logo transports me back to childhood in the 1970s, with the smell of freshly cut grass outside and the sound of my dad's running dialogue with the TV (usually moans of "THEY...ARE...AWFUL," but occasionally and jubilantly "HOW SWEET IT IS!") I couldn't let their 2007 World Series win go unremarked. Philadelphia, however, is almost a New York suburb, so there were more than a few grumpy Yankees fans on my porch this Halloween. Oh, well. This pumpkin is for Dad; the Yanks can carve their own.
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