“It’s 4-0. It looks like we’re going to win,” Jose F. Alegria ’07 said as he watched in Loker, his Cuban history reading in hand.

A little more than two hours later, the screams of joy that were emanating from Red Sox supporters throughout common rooms had morphed into expletive-laden tirades, aimed at the Yankees and life as a Sox fan in general.

The transformation began around the seventh inning. Konesky, who proved to be a bellwether during the 11-inning epic, got increasingly worried as Pedro’s pitch count rose well over 100. “Take him out,” she screamed, taking herself out of Straus Common Room after the Yankees tied the score 5-5 in the eighth.

Konesky had hoped to depart Straus for Kenmore Square; she soon aborted those plans, heading for the shower instead.

By the time she returned, the anxiety in Straus Common Room had reached new levels.

Facing a midterm today, Paul B. Davis ’07 put his Western civilization textbook aside to stare fixedly at the television. Others bit their nails, closed their eyes, or just talked to the monitor that would soon reveal the fate of the Sox.

After leaving Straus to perform with the Krokodiloes before the game reached extra innings, David A. Eisenberg ’07, still clad in a tuxedo, arrived just in time to see his beloved Yankees end the series.

Before announcer Joe Buck could even describe the troubles at the plate that Boone was having against the Red Sox, Eisenberg was screaming as he and other Yankee fans slapped hands.

“I’m stunned,” he said.

Red Sox fans felt the same way.