OK... forget work... I'll post my story now...
I know that is isn't the Red Sox's fault, but I can't help but blame them...
It was during game 4 of the World Series with the Yankees....
I got really sick as my plane landed in RI. I ended up having emergency surgery.
My male nurse was watching the game at the nurses station. DH had to leave me alone so that he could check us into the hotel which was a $60 cab ride away! Anyway, I needed to use the bathroom, the nurse came in to put me on the bedpan, but was rushed because of all the other nurses cheering and yelling for him to hurry back. It seems that he was missing the game...
About 30 minutes later I paged him because I was having trouble using the bedpan. I really wanted to just get up and go to the bathroom. Well, as I was asking him to help me up, they started cheering out at the nurses station "Get out here, they are doing it, they are doing it! They are going to win!" SO, he told me that I would have to use the bedpan. I told him that I couldn't do it - it felt like wetting the bed!! AND I had to go so bad it was hurting. He said. "Oh, you're hurting?" When I said yes, he shot some morphine into my IV.
Well when I woke up... I WAS STILL SITTING ON THAT BEDPAN!!! I thought it had just been a few minutes, so I paged him again. Another nurse responded. I asked her to help me to the bathroom, and she said sure. Well you should have seen the look on her face when she saw that I was laying on a bedpan!! My Red Sox fan nurse had left over 8 hours ago!! I had spent the night on that stupid pan. She had to un-suction it from my butt!
I can't help but associate it with the team. So, I started to pull for them to loose. As soon as I did, THEY DIDN'T LOOSE ANOTHER GAME IN THAT SERIES!
So... all you fans can thank me for breaking the curse!!!