Well, the Red Sox proved that they can win even when Colorado finds its offense. So it's 3-0, and teams coming back from 3-0 is a once-in-a-lifetime deal. (We're engaging in a little post-2004 thinking, but don't think we're not engaging in all the superstitions, wearing the same cap, drinking the same coffee, wearing the same underwear, etc., in the meantime).

The Sox came out blazing, slapping Rockies starter Josh Fogg around for six in the second inning. An Ortiz double and a Lowell single accounted for the first three. After Manny was thrown out at the plate (yes, he was, and it tastes like ashes), Daisuke Matsuzaka joined the fun by singling in two runs in his first-ever World Series at bat. At this point, careful viewers noted, Daisuke was tied with the entire Colorado roster for World Series RBIs.

And he was pitching great, too. Daisuke coasted through the first five, giving up only three hits and one walk while striking out five. But when it became clear that the sixth was going to be Matsuzaka's Crappy Hour - he walked two guys in a row - Terry Francona called for the bullpen. And Javier Lopez promptly allowed those two to score. #$%&.

Things got really scary in the seventh when Matt Holliday jacked an Okajima pitch towards Wyoming. 6-5 Red Sox. Get out the Tiki dolls. Or, better yet, get Jacoby Ellsbury, who's got "World Series MVP" written all over him at the moment. Ellsbury rocked a double into right past the diving Brad Hawpe; an insurance run scored. Then Dustin Pedroia, who's got "I can't believe what I just saw" written all over him, doubled in two more. Papelbon sealed the deal for a 1 1/3 inning save, allowing only a harmless triple.

So here we stand. Jon Lester and Aaron Cook for Game Four. We'll happily issue the caveat - we want to know exactly what we're in for - that the Rockies are no strangers to grim situations, having won 21 of 22 to get to the World Series (they've currently won 21 out of their last 25, still pretty impressive). And we know nothing is guaranteed in Coors Field. But we have a pretty good feeling.

And so we'll be doing Bostonist's second liveblog tonight for Game Four. If this jinxes the Sox and sends them into a tailspin, we'll do the honorable thing, so no need to go out and buy pitchforks and torches.

The Patriots play Washington late this afternoon, in their final tuneup before the match of the (presumed) unbeatens next week when they go to Indy. Tom Brady and Peyton Manning, the Williams/Dimaggio or Bird/Magic of the 21st Century, both have a chance to make history today, as they've each beaten 30 out of the 31 other teams in the NFL. Peyton's never beaten Carolina; Brady's never beaten the Redskins. Guess who's on the schedule today.

The Revolution kicked off the playoffs with a scoreless tie. And people wonder why Americans haven't fallen in love with soccer.

The Bruins lost to Philly, 2-1, but far worse was the moment early in the game when Randy Jones cheap-shotted Patrice Bergeron from behind, and we learned that Bergeron's face actually does have enough power to shatter glass. He was rushed out on a stretcher, bleeding and unconscious, and was diagnosed with a concussion. He'll be OK, but not right away. Jones is possibly looking at a well-deserved league-mandated vacation.

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