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So, as the few intrepid souls who read these few paragraphs I glue together with posterboard and wheatpaste will remember, last time around, I wished for a super boring, easy, and predictable win by the Phillies. Nothing fancy. And we kind of got that, if you ignore the drama of the homeruns and Dom Brown's perpetual coming out party (don't read into it). So maybe something different this time.
Yeah, I want a victory so huge, so lopsided, so masterfully done that the Red Sox and their fans speak of it only in hushed whispers around their cookstoves at night. I want a win so big that it gets a name. I want a win so fantastical that its entry gets deleted on Wikipedia because to verify it would bend the very bars of reason and good sense. I want a win that shakes the universe to its core, that smites the Higgs Boson -- a win that requires its own DC Comics Maxiseries. Infinite Innings Crisis!
...or, you know, just a lazy 7-2 cakewalk. Whatever.
Discuss the grandeur of mercilessness below.