Well. Jesus' team is now Oh and Two for the world series, making all the athiests, elephant worshippers, Buddhists and practicers of other second rate imperfect religions no doubt very happy. The more devout among us might ask how such a thing can be, since Jesus' primary role in modern Christianity is to shepherd lots of spoiled millionaires playing little kids games. Well, the answer is that Curt Schilling, the winning pitcher, is God. When he wins, it's God's work out there on the mound. Let this dispel any notion that Curt is "a horse every fourth day, and a horse's ass the other three." So, this World Series is just God the father giving a little tough love to Jesus, his son. Those of you who read the Bible, like me, know that when God wants to win, don't stand in his way: "I the Lord your God am a jealous God, punishing children for the iniquity of parents to the third and fourth generation." So Jesus' kids better watch out, is all I'm saying.