10 Reasons Latest Red Sox Rock Bottom Is Worse Than the Curse Years
Ask any fan of the Boston Red Sox what the worst stretch in franchise history is, and they'll tell you the 86 years of the Curse of the Bambino.
Ask any fan what the lowest moment in franchise history is, and chances are they'll tell you right now.
2012 has not been a fun season for the Sox, and many fans feel like we've officially hit rock bottom. In the end this is just one season among many that will hopefully someday be forgotten.
So, why does it feel so much worse when compared to the Curse years?
Let me try and answer that for you.
It's easy to get used to losing.
Eventually you hit a point where you just expect losses. It makes the wins that much sweeter. True, it's never fun losing; but, if you can learn to accept it, it makes things a little easier.
With that said, it can be hard to get to that point. Especially when you're not used to it.
From 2002-2011 the Boston Red Sox had a record of 932-688. In those 10 years their lowest number of wins in a season was 86. Now the Sox are 63-74.
Past teams between 1918 and 2004 had great seasons, but you lose out on enough World Series chances and you get used to it.
Like I said, losing can be comfortable and you can get used to it. Though they've been there in the past, Red Sox Nation isn't ready to go back.
The 2012 Boston Red Sox are not the Teammates of the 40s, nor are they the Impossible Dream of '67. They're not a team standing together, but a team of islands.
One of the hardest things to take this season is the infighting. If the players aren't fighting with Bobby Valentine they're fighting the owners. If the players aren't fighting the owners they're fighting the media.
Sometimes, they're just fighting each other.
How are the fans supposed to back the players when they can't even back each other?
The Media Isn't Helping
Boston has always been a tough media town. It's a big market, and it comes with the territory. What we've seen this season though is something totally different.
It's not what the media is reporting that makes things so hard, but that the reports are unavoidable.
Whether you're watching ESPN, loading up your email or checking your fantasy scores, chances are you're going to run across a Boston Red Sox story.
You just can't get away from it, which is why modern media is so great and awful all at the same time.
During the curse years all you had to do was turn off the TV or put down the newspaper and you could ignore the problem. That's a lot harder in today's day and age.
So Much Drama
I for one am not a huge fan of soap operas. I prefer my life as drama free as possible.
If you're like me, then you've hated the last year of Boston Red Sox fandom.
We've had epic collapses, chicken and beer, secret clubhouse "sources," executive staff fires and hires, shouting matches in the locker room, shouting matches on the bench and blockbuster trades.
How didn't this team end up on The Franchise?!
In the Curse Years there were dramatic losses and dramatic underdog seasons, but that was never anything like this. It was never like a soap opera.
Show Me the Money... or Lack Thereof
Money is a catalyst. No matter how bad things get, if there's gobs of money involved they will get worst.
The Curse years spanned several economic cycles that saw good times and bad times. Not to mention that money in sports wasn't quite like the monster it is today.
Today, the United States continues to suffer through one of the worst economic downfalls in our history. Meanwhile, the Red Sox entered the 2012 season with a $170 million-plus payroll, and seven players making over $10 million a year.
Two of those players have spent the majority of the season on the DL. Four of them were eventually traded.
When there's this much money on the line, it makes everything worse.
Where Are the Heroes?
Boston is a town running out of heroes.
There's no Teddy. There's no Yaz. Unless it's an ESPN broadcast game, there's no Nomar. Sadly, there's no Johnny Pesky.
No matter how bad things got in those 86 years of drought, Boston was filled with heroes. Fans could take a deep breath, point to the outfield and say "it's okay, we've got the best in the game."
I don't know if they've had a guy like that for a while, but I do know they certainly don't have him now.
We Got Spoiled
Two championships in a four-year span is a big deal. But this isn't just about baseball.
The Patriots, the Celtics and the Bruins. All three have tasted glory in the 21st century. Somewhere along the way, Boston became a city that expected greatness.
It makes things even harder when the team that's struggling the most is the golden child. Other Boston teams are treated like the Rolling Stones, but the Sox are the freaking Beatles.
For a long time we were taken care of by our prodigal son, and now we're finally feeling disappointment.
2011 was a lone beast. Look back through Red Sox history and you won't see anything like it.
From the collapse to the media storm that followed, it was a season with no equal. What followed was the revelation that Boston has far too many skeletons in the closet.
The only Curse years that compare are maybe 1986 and 2003. At least those epic losses came in the playoffs, where as the 2011 Sox couldn't even get into the postseason.
If 2011 wasn't such a disaster, maybe 2012 wouldn't feel quite so horrible.
The Loss of a Savior
Theo Epstein saved Boston Red Sox baseball. A lot of 2004, and a nice chunk of 2007, were thanks to him.
In the aftermath of 2011, people started to turn their backs on Theo. In turn, he left for a new adventure in Chicago. Now we're left wondering who takes care of us next.
When things were bad fans would go "It's okay, Theo will fix the ship. The boy wonder will figure something out."
Now he's gone and Boston is left reeling and wondering. Who's going to save us now?
There Is No Curse
The biggest difference between 2012 and the Curse years? Now there's no curse.
The thing about the Curse years is that the losses were so perfect, so absurd and superstitiously engineered. That gave us something to pin our fortunes on.
2004 altered the fates. It broke the Curse. Now what do we blame our losses on? The Curse of Chicken and Beer?
When before Boston stunk because of the cosmos, now they just plain stink. We have nothing to face except reality, and right now reality isn't any fun.
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