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My name's Elie. the day I became part of the nation was the day my uncle came to live with us. After he left I kept it up, I became one of the many, the proud, the Sox fan. I remember one time I was probably 14 we were loseing to the yankee's, I got so upset I actually slammed my hands down so hard I broke my desk. When we won the world series in 04, I was so welled in emotion I just cried on my living room flooring in disbelief. I still get all teary eye'd everytime I see the end of "Fever Pitch" I wish I could say I've been to hundereds of games, I wish I could say I haven't missed one Sox game.
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