A Blur and a Differnt Feeling

On Sunday October 28th 2007, my baseball team (The Boston Red Sox) became World Series Champions. It was the second time in four years that we won the World Series.

Baseball has no real off season for me. Sure there are a few months were we are not playing games, but I busy myself obsessing about the free agent market, and what young players can be called up that can make an impact on the big club. I spend countless hours pouring over the newest statistics that can give the Red Sox and my fantasy baseball team that all mighty edge.

Once the season has started, I have already spent tons of money on making sure that I can see every single pitch. I bought a lovely HD TV. I purchased the Baseball Package so I can watch my Red Sox play every night. I purchase MLB.TV to watch the game via the Internet in case there is a day game, or I am unable to be at home. I ditch plans with my friends in order to watch the game. It is nothing short of a sickness.

Yet once all of the October dust has settled, and my Team and I stand victories, it is all a blur. Oh sure I have clear memories of everything that happened. I have countless stories to tell of triumph, indifference, and heart ache. Though this year the stories were mostly of triumph, but it is rather hard to put it all into words. It was like years and years of living crammed into a 173 games.

Before when we won the world series it was like a weight being lifted. It put an end to countless jokes. I had ammo to fire back at Yankee's fans. Now though...I am just happy to be able to enjoy watching a game and know that there isn't some silly thing that is going to get in my way. At long last I am just a fan.