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Almost ten years ago, I wrote a subpar poem (later published in an early Bagels with The Bards book) that tried to comment on how strange it seemed that the elevation of Boston/New England sports teams into champions seemed to correlate with a horrible president in office (and yes, I'm talking to you, G.W. Bush apologists. If your guy looks good only when standing next to Trump, you should give it up).
It's weird what a few years will do.
