The picture below is bad phone camera bullshit of the total eclipse of the moon.

Yeah, the Red Sox take the series and the planets align, and the moon is shadowed by darkness. What the fuck is next?

In my lifetime, I have seen Halley’s Comet (from a prime site on Barbados). I have seen Yellowstone and the Grand Tetons and most of the Rockies and Crater Lake and “Evita” in its London run, the Mona Lisa, the Thinker, a Gutenberg Bible and the Ramones in a college gym. Awesome sights, ones that make you wonder how shit all comes together. But, the Red Sox winning a Series in a SWEEP, no fucking way?

Nothing prepared me for this metaphor. What do I do?