Baseball is great because there's none of the intermittency or false hype associated with other sports... the games occur every day, and you are what you are; your talent is borne out by your record, which ebbs and flows over weeks if not months, until October arrives and it's decided who gets to move on and who doesn't. Baseball does not lend itself to snap judgments. It laughs at the Hot Sports Take, and rightfully so.
The Red Sox did not have a good year. Or they did not have a good 2/3rds of a year, I should say. But since August 1st, they've gone 32-22 and have shown a remarkable resiliency and joie-de-vivre, fueled mostly by rookies and second/third-year players such as Xander Bogaerts, Jackie Bradley Jr, Mookie Betts, Blake Swihart, Eduardo Rodriguez, Travis Shaw and Henry Owens.
The season is winding down now, and I'll miss baseball more than I ever thought I would have if you asked me a couple of months ago. I've greatly enjoyed these past 8 weeks, and they serve as a reminder of what makes baseball great in the first place: the manifestation of talent and hard work and luck, writ large on a daily basis over the course of the spring and summer and early fall, confronting us with our successes and frailties while ever tantalizing us with the possibility of rebirth.
The Red Sox did not have a good year. Or they did not have a good 2/3rds of a year, I should say. But since August 1st, they've gone 32-22 and have shown a remarkable resiliency and joie-de-vivre, fueled mostly by rookies and second/third-year players such as Xander Bogaerts, Jackie Bradley Jr, Mookie Betts, Blake Swihart, Eduardo Rodriguez, Travis Shaw and Henry Owens.
The season is winding down now, and I'll miss baseball more than I ever thought I would have if you asked me a couple of months ago. I've greatly enjoyed these past 8 weeks, and they serve as a reminder of what makes baseball great in the first place: the manifestation of talent and hard work and luck, writ large on a daily basis over the course of the spring and summer and early fall, confronting us with our successes and frailties while ever tantalizing us with the possibility of rebirth.