I was 15 when we won it all, and I was at BW3 with my family. They were watching the TV by the entrance that was non-HD, and about 3-4 seconds ahead of the huge projection TV. They saw the final out and then spun around and stared at me, so I figured it was about to happen. The entire place started hugging and throwing beer everywhere. I printed out a bunch of Astros logos, brought them to my friend's locker who was an Astros fan, snuck a broom on the bus, and "swept" up the logos in front of his locker. I was a dick. lol.

I remember interviewing for jobs that year (last year in college) and I was sporting this grizzly playoff beard during the interviews (couldn't shave it for fear of ruining the Sox mojo). Probably helped that I interned so I knew I at least had one full time offer prior to finalizing the process with the "beard", haha. Went well with, tell me about this website on your resume and I was able to tie in the beard during the interview, haha, so they realized I'm not a bum college kid...just superstitious.