You're probably asking yourself how I could make such a bold statement, especially considering the age of the three superstars who anchored this team.

I'm a Celtics hooligan - this is very true. But I also believe the fortunes for now and the immediate future changed dramatically on July 31, 2007.

I remember being at the Red Sox game that night, sitting about 3 rows back from the field. The Fenway crowd is always electric, but on this night there was an extra charge in the air. The Sox were in first place and showed no signs of slowing down - but it wasn't them that we were most excited about. We were more excited about the man throwing out the first pitch. Kevin Garnett had come to town. The boys down on Causeway Street had just become relevant again.

I could keep going and chronicle the whole sequence of pivotal moments that led to the hoisting of banner 17 into the hallowed rafters of the Garden. But if you're reading this site, you probably know this. 

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Actually, no.

There are three certainties in life. You know the first two - death and taxes. The third? Every year, Brett Favre will create a media circus around his return to football. 

I'll freely admit that he's a great quarterback. But if I have to listen to one more Brett Favre apologist calling this guy a "gunslinger" or an "everyman", that Denny's Grand Slam breakfast I just ate may end up being refunded. 

Look, I honestly don't care whether Brett Favre plays or retires. He's probably still good enough to quarterback a decent team into the playoffs. But really, this is turning into a national crisis of epic proportions. ESPN has it's own line dedicated to Favre on its bottom line. Fox News booked an exclusive interview with Favre so that he could announce his intention to ask for a release. Every columnist in the western world has weighed in with his/her opinion. Hell, I'm contributing to the very cause I'm asking for a cessation to. 

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As any card-carrying member of Red Sox Nation will tell you, it's not summer until Manny Ramirez finds a way to feel slighted by the team's ever-tolerant ownership and management and demand a trade.

Good ol' Manny Ramirez. The man-child (has there ever been a more apt name for anyone?) who just can't seem to get out of his own way. He plays a kid's game with a kid's exuberance and playfulness. Unfortunately, the child-like manner in which he conducts himself on the field follows him off the field as well.

Manny is an interesting character - a man who is loved in this city for many of the same reasons that he is under constant criticism. We all know that Manny is one of the best hitters ever to wear a Red Sox uniform. His at-bats have always been must-see TV -- you never know when he's going to uncork one of those moon shots over everything. Hell, for all his misadventures in the outfield (cutting off a throw from center field, anyone?) he's more than adequate out there 90% of the time. The fans here love him, and he always seems to get a rise out of making us laugh along with him.

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