This is coming together nicely. I can see it all ...

Red Sox beat the A's tonite, handily. Red Sox fans begin to think the Curse of the Bambino might finally be off.

Yankees lose to the Red Sox in, say, 6 games, Red Sox fans start talking as if the Curse, if there ever was one, is absolutely off and the World Series is finally in their pockets.

After being down 3 games to none, the Cubs narrowly beat the Marlins on a miracle in Game Seven. Red Sox fans start hanging World Series Championship banners.

World Series, Cubs and Red Sox swap wins until Game Seven. Largest television audience for World Series game in years; Fenway Park, sellout crowd watches with bated breath as Red Sox, down by 1 crummy run in the bottom of the ninth, load the bases with no outs and Garciaparra on deck. Nomar proceeds to hit into a triple-play. Fenway Park concession stands start selling Jim Jones Kool-aid, 3 for a buck, and unruly mobs in Chicago start what will become the Second Great Chicago Fire to celebrate the victory.

And the wretched Curse of the Bambino continues ...