I was an obsessed, long-suffering Red Sox fan like most kids who grew up in the 70's and 80's in this area. I cried in '86. I cheered the team no matter how they were performing.
Over the last decade or so, the Sox (and baseball in general) has become nearly meaningless to me. I watched them win the World Series with more joy for long time fans (like my grandfather) than for the win itself. I had always imagined a Red Sox championship being the emotional top of the mountain for me. Due to my growing distaste for MLB, it wasn't.
But I was glad they won.
I am no longer an active fan. However, when I check the scores, I always hope they win. Even with the unlikable bunch the last two years, I always hoped they would win. And more importantly, I wished ill for the Yankees. It's old habit.
This team was on life support--now they are dead to me.
Pick your Patriots equivalent to Pesky (if there is one). The Patriots would be at that funeral as a team. The coach would demand it. The owner would demand it. The players would do it willingly, because it is the right thing to do. It is the respectful thing to do.
Ortiz, Buchholz, Saltalamacchia, and other guy who I'm not sure who you are
.......I will secretly be cheering you on forever. May you go to another team in the near future.
The rest of the Red Sox? F.U.!
Yankees? Please continue to beat the pi$$ out of this collection of overpaid, whiny, entitled pieces of crap wearing Red Sox uniforms.