Cheering alone around the room.

Suddenly, for a moment, it's clear and sunny. Lab report's writing itself, Matsui got his 100th RBI and my Yanks are sporting a seven nothing lead over the Sox. Base hit center field for center fielder Bernie Williams in the bottom of the second. Eight to zip. If only the twister will hold off till the fifth inning. The Aunty Em gray sky has moved north to over the flags flapping menacingly in Boston. Past ball by Variteck. The runners move up. Cairo gets hit in the butt, a shiner where the sun don't shine, and forces in a run. Nine nothing. No break for the Red Sox on this earth, why should the sky help out?