Red Sox Stink 2007

(I am writing this in advance of a Red Sox sweep of Colorado to win the World Series, which we all know will happen. Sunday night will be game 4 and hopefully I will be a few cold ones into my night after running 26 miles in DC earlier in the day)

Well there you have it. The Red Sox won another World Series, the second in 4 years. Congratulations to Boston for coming back from 3 down in the ALCS to win the Pennant and totally dominating the Colorado Rockies in 4 straight games. I was torn about this series because while I hate the Red Sox, I think it bugs me more that a team that has been around less than 20 years (1993 I think) might win.

The Red Sox won the World Series in 4 games by a combined score of 51 to 3. The nonsense of thin Denver air did not affect Wakefield as he pitched a perfect game. JD Drew redeemed a terrible year by going 18 for 20 with 14 RBIs and got the World Series MVP. The only strange thing was Varitek going hitless and being accused of possessing animal porn in his Denver hotel room. And there was that incident with Pedroia and being stopped at the airport because Delta wouldn’t let him fly without a parent.

The Red Sox won because of what they have been doing all year…making other teams suck. For some reason, teams that are normally good suddenly do dumb things. Base running errors. Swinging at bad pitches. Teams that usually have good pitching give up a ton of runs. Teams that usually hit the ball all over the yard suddenly go cold. Not taking anything away from Beckett, Dice K, Schilling and the potent line-up, but the Sox did not win a battle on this one. They beat a team that suddenly forgot how to play baseball.

So now I get to spend the off season listening to every drunk moron who follows this team and listen to them pontificate about how much they have done in the 21st century. And what have the Yankees done this century? Huh dave? What have they won this century? It’s a new century you know. Did you know that? Ugh. And haha big payroll doesn’t mean a thing. And haha buy all the players you want but you will still not win (by the way, the Yankees have more home grown players on the 2007 roster than did the Red Sox). And haha WE beat Cleveland. And haha the Yanks don’t even have a manager.

Wonderful. Good for me. Oh joy. I get to stick my head under a rock for another year while Loser Nation and every bandwagon fan (yes Jay, Rich and Barry, I am talking about YOU) starts wearing their 2007 World Series champion caps and t-shirts to every freakin event they can get away with. I get to listen to rainbows and lollipops and unicorns and happy butterflies call into WEEI and sing sweet praises for their beloved Red Sox. Actually, there will be a few lunatics who will still think Francona is a bad manager or Lester should have been in the post season line up, but every Red Sox fan sober enough to dial a phone will call in and yap about greatness in Boston. Joy and happiness for me.

So good for the Red Sox. They ended up with the best record in baseball and won 11 games in the post season to capture another title. Now please excuse me while I stick a steak knife in my hand, which will be more pleasant than what I will have to deal with this off season.