It is probably socially irresponsible of me to complain too much about the Red Sox. Granted, to complain about sports at all while it seems like practically everything on the planet is at the very least slightly crazy at this point in time is socially irresponsible of me.
I am speaking merely from the perspective of a Boston sports fan that doubles as an inexplicably jilted Red Sox fan.
New England has won a championship in all four major sports in less than a decade, but what can I say? I’m irritated. I know I am not alone in this feeling, though.
I, like so many other New England sports fans, have a special relationship with the Red Sox. They are the team I channel most of my fanaticism through, so as they go, I go.
I’m a wreck right now.
My emotional state is not so much because the 2011 Boston Red Sox came into this season with more hype than Spotify. It has more to do with the fact that the Red Sox looked like they were going to auto-pilot themselves to the postseason back in July.
Now, they can no longer afford to coast. October is looking like less of a lock after getting swept by the rapidly approaching Tampa Bay Rays, dropping the last five games, and going 3-10 over their last 13.
While the season is not yet doomed, it will be if things don’t turn around. Fast.