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| Tuesday, June 19, 2007 |
| You Take The Good With The Bad |
I once had a friend accuse me of caring more about 25 men I had never met more than I cared about my real-life friends.
It was October of 2004, the Red Sox had just won the ALCS in dramatic fashion and were about to sweep the St. Louis Cardinals to win their first World Series in 86 years.
But I didn't know that yet. What I knew was that we were scheduled to host a Halloween party in my apartment that, if the series made it that far, would fall on the same night as Game 7. And under no circumstances was I planning on being at the party if that proved true.
In the end we all know it didn't get that far, and I was able to both watch my team celebrate in St. Louis AND attend my own party, but that comment from my friend stuck with me.
Do non-sports fans simply not understand? In a way, it does feel like you know these guys. You read all the articles, you watch the games, by the end of the season you probably know more about them than you do about that girl who you called your best friend in third grade simply because she wore the same scrunchy you did.
And not only that, but it bonds you to other people that you actually do get to meet in real life as well. Take last night. That game sucked. It just sucked. Schilling got knocked around and even two home runs from Coco, who had only hit one home run in the entire season leading up to the game, couldn't save the Sox.
But as I stood in Professor Thom's watching the Sox implode, I began talking with a guy named Brian from the New York City Red Sox Meetup Group. As we were talking he sort of just stops for a second and says, "Finy?". Turns out Brian is an occasional commenter/regular reader (so he's one of the five of you!). Never would have met him if it wasn't for the Sox. Same holds true for quite a few of my good friends to be honest.
Loving a sports team and loving your friends are not mutually exclusive. It just occasionally gets in the way of scheduling.Labels: baseball, Boston, Red Sox, sports |
posted by FINY @ Tuesday, June 19, 2007   |
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Finy,
Well said I agree, at times my wife thins my love of the Giants and Devils gets in the way. I generally don't miss a game, but I have life long friends because of sports and its a wonderful thing.
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Your weekend would've been a lot different if this blog had been called Miles From Symphony Hall.
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FINY! You friggin rock!
I could say more, but why?
Writing this in the middle of the rain delay. Looks like the outcome will be better this time.
Really glad to have met you!
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Plus I probably never get to meet you or any number of other people I've met through the Sox messageboard.
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I met you without the Sox, but I've always been more than happy to rearrange our schedule to fit them in. It's just what you do!
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Finy,
Well said I agree, at times my wife thins my love of the Giants and Devils gets in the way. I generally don't miss a game, but I have life long friends because of sports and its a wonderful thing.