Why We Are Red Sox Nation

Red Sox Nation

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.

Boston Blues, Save for the Sox

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Times are tough in the Boston sports world.  If the above picture of Chara doesn’t sum it up, I don’t know what will.  The B’s lost the cup. Aaron Hernandez is allegedly a murderer.  The C’s lost their coach, soul, and captain in one fell swoop.  But the biggest disappointment of the last few seasons is offering a ray of hope.  Fenway has become a sanctuary.  A pure palace of baseball made of verdant outfield grass, orderly white lines—even the dirt seems clean—has been devoid of controversy and losing.  The Sox have become the great cleanser of New England sports palate.

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I recommend taking in a game to restore your sanity.  Let the field wash over you as you stroll up a ramp.  If you don’t get goosebumps, see a doctor.  Once you enter the field, shield the high summer sun from your eyes and look towards the scoreboard.  You’ll see that the Sox are in first with one of the best records in baseball.  You’ll also see, if you gaze down the scoreboard, the Yankees are five games back.  The Yankees have given up more runs than they’ve scored.  If they continue this trend they will be well out of contention.

So take a step back.  The Sox are in first and the Yankees are losing.  Everything is right in the baseball world at least.

Sox Open Up 4 Game Series vs. Houston

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(courtesy of ESPN.com)

The Red Sox open up a four game series against the Houston Astros tonight. Growing up Irish and in New England, I naturally anticipate that the Red Sox are going to lose every single time they take the field. Pessimism was never lost on my people.

However, there is no way this team is losing to the Astros. All four games, Thursday through Sunday, are going to be wins for Boston’s team. Don’t bother turning on the TV or going to the game.

Why am I so confident? Let’s check the facts.

Today’s Starters:

BOS Clay Buchholz, record: 4-0

HOU Philip Humber, record: 0-4


BOS 1st in American League: 14-7

HOU Last in American League: 7-14

Run Differential:

BOS 22 more runs scored than allowed

HOU 32 less runs scored than allowed

Last 10 games:

BOS 7 wins, 3 losses

HOU 3 wins, 7 losses


BOS 7-5 record at home

HOU 3-6 record away from Houston

History against each other:

BOS 7 wins 2 losses all time vs. Astros

HOU 2 wins 7 losses all time vs. Red Sox

History at Fenway:

3 game series June 13-15, 2003 at Fenway Park

Red Sox 3 wins, Astros 0 wins

As you can see, the odds are in Boston’s favor for tonight and the rest of the weekend. I take back what I said earlier about not bothering to go to the game; you should go, as you are bound to see some fireworks courtesy of Boston’s bats. As Dustin Pedroia would say, it’s going to be a “Laser Show… relax.” By the way, while you are there, pick up a copy of Yawkey Way Report!

The Games Continue as the Boston Red Sox Take to Fenway


All ears and eyes were on the massive manhunt yesterday as Boston was on a lockdown.  Dzhokhar Tsrnaev, one of the two suspects in the Boston Marathon bombings, was found in critical condition in Watertown, MA hours after a massive search.  The other suspect, Dzhokhar’s older brother, Tamerlan Tsarnaev,  was pronounced dead after being gunned down in an earlier battle with the police.

With that said, the Boston Red Sox game, the day they were to come back to the city after a 3 game sweep against the Cleveland Indians, was postponed. Disappointed, a little, but not to the point where I am not overjoyed by the tremendous efforts made by Boston police Friday.  They caught the rat! And what do we have to look forward to as the Sox take the field this afternoon, David Ortiz’ debut! He’s out of rehab, injury free, and ready to begin a new season! The Sox will be playing the  Kansas City Royals.

What happened in the games prior to, as the Sox annihilated the Cleveland Indians, despite the 17 strike outs that occurred in the second game.  All I have to say is, thank God for that second inning where the Sox scored seven runs! 17 strike outs!  Is that franchise history? Well, they redeemed themselves the following game as “Boston Strong” made quite an impressive appearance, defensively and offensively.  Jarrod Saltalamacchia hit a line drive homerun in the fourth and Stephen Drew, although his at bats were shaky, his fielding was immaculate. Will Middlebrooks was benched that third game (apparently he needs some time), and was replaced by Pedro Ciriaco at third base who also drew attention to the crowd.   I truly was impressed with the offense Thursday night.  They were an aggressive team at the plate as well as on the bases.  It was a great game to watch and a great game played by all! I am looking forward to today’s game.  The weather seems to be clearing and it’s the team’s true first day back playing at Fenway since Monday’ bombings.  If it’s anything like the Bruins’ first day back on the ice, I am expecting a lot of emotion, cheers and positive energy.  It should be a great game!

Friday’s game is rescheduled for Sunday night at 7:00 PM

In the words of David Ortiz, at this afternoon’s opening ceremonies, at Fenway Park, “This is our f***ing city.  Nobody is going to mess with it.”

End of the Sellouts, Back to the Old Fenway


The first time I remember hearing anyone swear was when my mother missed a turn as we were driving in Boston. The second time I remember hearing someone swear was Nelly after I purchased his album Country Grammar when I was in the sixth grade.

But hearing people swear and learning how to properly do it—I mean to really properly swear with the satisfaction of ripping a double in the gap—are two different occurrences in one’s life. I learned to swear at Fenway Park.

I learned about passion, too. This was before we won it all; before the current owners took over and before the birth of the pink hats. Worst of all, by far, it was before people went to the game for their own benefit, whether that benefit be getting a tan at the park with some friends, simply having the right to say you went to Fenway that day, or for the benefit of a business interaction with a client and the like.

Back then most people bought their tickets, made the trek on the T, or the 39 bus, or their cars and that God-awful parking nightmare, and stepped into Fenway with one thing on their minds: lifting the Red Sox to victory.

I went to a few games last season. For the majority of the innings, it felt like a cross between a movie theatre and a middle school cookout: low volume, minimal swearing, and a lack of guided energy. Occasionally, you’d feel that old Fenway spark. The entire crowd’s energy would build and so would the team’s. I felt right at home. Then it would fade, replaced again by the movie theatre feel combined with isolated friendly conversation.

Go on Redsox.com and you’ll see that most of the April home games have tickets available. The sellout streak will end. All that means is the end of the sellout fan. Many Sox fans blame it on the “pink hats,” but I blame it on the business men with their partners and clients who don’t understand the concept of a long reliever or the rules on a sacrifice fly; and who more importantly feel as though displaying too much outward passion makes them look weird to those around them. The fewer sellouts there are just might mean the more swear words you’ll hear. That sounds fine to me.