Back to being lovable losers...and the fans love it

A weird thing happened to me today.  I called my dad today to give my condolences about his Sox losing, only to find him oddly content.  When asked how depressed Boston was today, his only response was, "We're back!"

What?  Ya, that was my first response as well.  But then he pointed out that the Red Sox were back to being their beloved past selves.  Namely choke artists dedicated to ripping out the hearts of their die-hard fans in the most unbelievable ways possible.  The team of his childhood had returned, and he was secretly deliriously happy as he could go back to what he loved best, which was deriding the Sox on another failure of a season. 

I didn't quite believe him...but then as the day went on and I was forced to read/hear about the Sox fans complaints I came to the realization that they were actually REVELING in being losers!  Moral of the story is: some cities just can't handle the bandwagon, pink-hat wearing fans...and some can.  And the perfect example of both are the two teams intertwined by history and fanbases mutual hatred, the Red Sox and the Yankees.

Yankees fans don't do well with losing.  When the complain about losing, there is no secret happiness with the fact that their team just lost.  No, they expect their team to win every single year.  And those bandwagon fans that come with success? Who cares!  If that's the price of victory, they will pay it repeatedly.

Sox fans on the other hand hate those fake yuppie fans.  They don't understand what it means to be a Sox fans, which means watching every play expecting something to go wrong...and being a little disappointed when it doesn't.  If you haven't had your heart broken by the Sox, you aren't a real fan.

So...I guess...congratulations Boston. You're back.  Let the new curse begin!