I tell you naught for your comfort,
Yea, naught for your desire,
Save that the sky grows darker yet
And the sea rises higher.

Which is to say that the Yankees last night continued their blitzkrieg through the American League, winning the second game against the Red Sox.

I really wanted to see this match-up, but I was hoping for a different outcome. The Twins/Yankees series looked to be a difficult moral dilemma at first. In order to have a Sox/Yankees playoff, New York needed to beat the Twins. But, of course, one cannot actually cheer for the Yankees under the sound Catholic principal that one may not perform an evil deed in order that good may come of it. In the end, though, it turned out not to be a problem. The habitus of virtue triumphed. Many years of cheering for whoever was playing the Yankees stood me in good stead and I just naturally followed the path of virtue and sought after a Twins victory. In vain, as it happens. But it is not necessary to succeed, only to be faithful. So we have a Red Sox/Yankees match-up after all.

And tomorrow the battle is joined again. This time, though, in Fenway and not in the House that Ruth Built. So perhaps things are looking up.

Do you have joy without a cause,
Yea, faith without a hope?