He biggest thing I remember was the playoffs against the Angels. Henderson really made me go crazy! I thought the Sox were dead, and then KaPow! I felt great. (I was too young to feel the heart break of losing to the Reds, only being 7/8. I saw the sadness in my grandfather's eyes. Just resignation. He made me a Red Sox fan in a family full of Yankee fans.). Losing in the series in 1986, was my introduction to deep heartbreak. I was so fired up with Clemens/Hurst/Boyd. The wins in '04/'07/'13 all felt sweeter due to knowing what it was like to be apart of the curse.