If you grew up in Red Sox nation before 2004, you understood Augustine. Some years we came close to winning the series, only to see a ball scoot through Bill Buckner's legs or some similar, apparently demonic, possession take control of the game and keep us from winning a World Series. If you grew up in Red Sox nation, you will recall exactly where you were on that October night in 2004 when the curse was broken. If you grew up in Red Sox nation, last night was a great night to be alive. Go Sox!