I catch myself using “we,” “our” and other pronouns that include me when talking about the Red Sox. I’m not part of the organization or the team, but as a member of Red Sox Nation I am delusional enough to believe that I am part of the franchise. Do you do that? More to the point, why do we take our sports so seriously in the city of Boston?
I see other’s devotion seep through in this way, too. People call into radio shows, or post on Twitter, and use the same “we,” and “our” pronouns. We all dream of sitting behind the GM’s desk, our hand hovering above the phone, calling the shots. Fans feel deeply about all the Boston teams, but especially the Red Sox. We take decisions made by the Red Sox as if our own relatives were involved. We especially feel this after this trade. We only want the best for our family, right? Turning family away just doesn’t feel right, though.
Fans seek community. A Nation of fans is a beautiful thing. The need for community comes from our stressed out, fast-paced lives. Fans across the country are busy, members of all walks of life, working hard to make a living and feed their families. This hustle and bustle becomes isolating, though people may surround us. At the end of the day, we all know that we have the Red Sox. We high-five, weep, and come together to watch our team— in the stands of ballparks across America, in bars, and our homes each night.