After the Sox beat the Yankees in the WC game, I felt, quite sincerely, fan-satisfied. After 2020, the grind and agony of the last two months of the regular season, this, to me, made for a "victorious" 2021. I figured, damn, I'm going into the ALDS with no expectation, no worries, they'll probably lose and I'll just watch the games in a relaxed way.
And those games freaked me the fuck out. Losing leads in games 3 and 4, only to come back with walk-off wins. The emotional roller coaster was only beat by those extra inning games in the 2004 ALCS (and game 7 2003). I lost hair, I lost weight, I paced around the house, I suddenly became religious, then lost that religion, then regained it. I was INVESTED in them beating the Rays. Goddamnit, they could DO it.
After the Sox beat the Rays in the ALDS, I felt fan-satisfied. This, to me, made for a "victorious" 2021. So, I'm going into the ALCS with no expectations, no worries, they'll probably lose and I can watch the games in a relaxed way ....
(pu pu pu)