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I wake up. I contemplate going to class. I figure I have an excuse to skip if need be. But then I'm reminded, that I should go. That people would want to see me as the fan I am, alive and well. I wrote an article in here about a year ago about the Red Sox and the let down they were. And here I am a year later, writing an article about the experience that is the culmination of my baseball imagination. Whether or not we choose to be we are apart of history as the first generation in 86 years that has seen the Red Sox bring a World Series back to New England. Breaking of curses, vexing of hexes, all remains simply subpar to the fact that we may never see a preformance by a team like this years Red Sox ever again. This team may not be together as one as the same people again. It's time to bask in their success and sigh for all the hard times.
I feel good about the way things have gone and I was the first to say that not getting A-Rod was a good thing. Where would we have been had Manny, the MVP of the World Series, not been around? How would Papi's hitting been without Manny hitting in front of him? What if we had traded Lowe earlier in the season? What if we hadn't traded Nomar? So many questions that seem to fall off the map which leads us to this day: the barren aftermath that is another baseball season ended. As I will most likely be contemplating moves for the off-season(I already have started), it won't be the same. I will miss sitting in front of my T.V. every night watching my Boston Red Sox either schlack a team to death with their bats, silence them with their pitching or completely fuck up. I will miss going to section 41, row 1 seat 22 and talking to Lenny Dinardo and asking Mike Timlin how A-Rod will look on his wall. I will miss driving in with Dan Chaparian, talking trades and stats and meeting up with him at games. I will miss me and Todd playing at Coolidge and naming each other our favorite players. I will miss throwing and pretending i'm Curt Schilling. I will miss the Game 4 turning point with the girl I'm falling in love with. As great as it is to finally win, I cannot let go of the great experiences that I have had during this season. No season will be this way again and thats something I live with. Being a Red Sox fan will be different for me from here on in, not in a bad way, but not necessarily in a good way. As Tom Hanks said in "A League of Their Own": Baseball is what gets inside you. 2004 is the death of the curse and the death of the bitching. But last night was the seeya later to one of my best friends: Baseball.
Until next season and this off-season, I patiently wait for next year.
Personal note: Them winning was magnified by the company I was with. I thank God everyday for the gift that has been given to me. Katie, you are my walk-off Homerun.
I feel good about the way things have gone and I was the first to say that not getting A-Rod was a good thing. Where would we have been had Manny, the MVP of the World Series, not been around? How would Papi's hitting been without Manny hitting in front of him? What if we had traded Lowe earlier in the season? What if we hadn't traded Nomar? So many questions that seem to fall off the map which leads us to this day: the barren aftermath that is another baseball season ended. As I will most likely be contemplating moves for the off-season(I already have started), it won't be the same. I will miss sitting in front of my T.V. every night watching my Boston Red Sox either schlack a team to death with their bats, silence them with their pitching or completely fuck up. I will miss going to section 41, row 1 seat 22 and talking to Lenny Dinardo and asking Mike Timlin how A-Rod will look on his wall. I will miss driving in with Dan Chaparian, talking trades and stats and meeting up with him at games. I will miss me and Todd playing at Coolidge and naming each other our favorite players. I will miss throwing and pretending i'm Curt Schilling. I will miss the Game 4 turning point with the girl I'm falling in love with. As great as it is to finally win, I cannot let go of the great experiences that I have had during this season. No season will be this way again and thats something I live with. Being a Red Sox fan will be different for me from here on in, not in a bad way, but not necessarily in a good way. As Tom Hanks said in "A League of Their Own": Baseball is what gets inside you. 2004 is the death of the curse and the death of the bitching. But last night was the seeya later to one of my best friends: Baseball.
Until next season and this off-season, I patiently wait for next year.
Personal note: Them winning was magnified by the company I was with. I thank God everyday for the gift that has been given to me. Katie, you are my walk-off Homerun.