I blog from Boston, where the mood is euphoric. Along with several million other people, I attended today's Red Sox victory parade. Passing by in Boston's amphibious duckboats were Pedro, Senor October, Manny, Johnny Damon, and other heroes of 2004. I caught glimpses of them all. Pedro held aloft the World Series trophy, and Manny held aloft a sign informing all that Derek Jeter has been working on his golf game recently. It was great to see that the Sox included Oil Can Boyd, Johnny Pesky, Louis Tiant, and other great Red Sox players of the past who never got to win the big one. When the duckboats went from land to water, a few adventurous fans joined them in the Charles River.

The parade itself was peaceful and relatively free of drunks. Once the "rolling rally"--as Mayor Tom Menino, who prevented an outright static rally, comically referred to it--ended, Boston became a bit rowdier. Fanuiel Hall was packed. By noon, bars were overflowing. Enterprising young men peddled unofficial shirts, hats, and other merchandise. Strangers generously gave out high-fives. Spontaneous chants broke out.

As foreign tourists searched for history near the Old North Church and along the freedom trail, they overlooked the history that was going on around them. The celebration was massive, seemingly devoid of negativism, and one of the most memorable parties in the history of the city of Boston.

Daniel you are dead wrong on this one. Michael Falco's 1989 blowout was a far bigger party. Boston has never been the same since.

how about Pedro getting hit in the head by a ball in the river? wish I saw that one!