The Red Sox ruined my great American novel/ documentary/ film. All I needed was a couple more years to write it before they won and I could take credit for the "lifting of the curse." But, after 84 years they could not be patient for a couple more.
The project was to be entitled "Forgiving Buckner" and would explore the need for the New England region to shake off its Puritan and Catholic guilt and learn to forgive others. Bill Buckner would have been the metaphor for this. I felt the Red Sox and its fans needed to express forgiveness to Buckner and remember all his accomplishments to the team and baseball. This would have lifted the curse, or something like that.
Of course, the sign I saw from some Sox fans in St. Louis was "We forgive Bill Buckner." So maybe it wasn't a bad idea. Even Schilling mentioned Buckner along with Pesky and others in his postgame comments, reminding all of us to remember him as the great player he was.
Next step? Bring him to Fenway. Let him throw out the 1st pitch of next year's opener. Somebody in Boston do something about it. Get him on the list for the Hall of Fame. He was borderline before the play at 1st. He may not get in, but he needs to be seen in a new light.