I found this link through today’s Bambino’s Curse:

So of course the Yankees found a way to win by a 2-1 score, and when it was over Niagara Falls took up residence on Steinbrenner’s face. The Boss bawled some serious tears of joy. Seriously. He was really crying. When it comes to this rivalry, there is never any need to make things up. Fact has been kicking Fiction’s butt now for nigh onto nine decades.
”Yes, I was emotional,” said Steinbrenner, who might still be hanging around his locker room spilling his guts to the journalistic set if team public relations man Rick Cerrone hadn’t wisely run off the media hordes when his boss began to repeat himself for about the 10th time. ”We lose the first two, and then come back like we did. Winning is emotional to me. If it isn’t, I’m losing the whole thing of what winning is all about.”

I wonder what John Henry did after the game yesterday? Did he break some chairs? Did he threaten to fire the manager? Did he question the heart of his players? Probably not. Steinbrenner wants to win more than anything. He hates to lose.
Maybe that’s what the Red Sox need. They don’t need a desire to win, but a hatred of losing. Cossette summed it up well last year:

At the risk of receiving a rash of e-mail’s describing me as a quitter or giving up on the team, man no very little faith, I’m going to say that I’m unsettled.

“We only lost these last two games,” Garciaparra said. “We played well over the weekend, we easily could have taken all three. We’re not doing anything wrong.”

Horseshoes and hand grenades anyone? (Where close is good enough ?)

The Red Sox don’t hate to lose. Maybe someone up top should start breaking some chairs.