Growing up in Maryland my whole life I rooted for two baseball teams: the Orioles and whoever plays the Yankees. For years I have watched Yankees fans invade our city and then watched their team defeat the Orioles in every which way possible. When Jeffery Maier stole that home run from Tony Tarasco in the playoffs and then was virtually given the key to the city, I never thought I could ever hate another team or fan base more then the Yankees and then the Red Sox won the World Series in 2004.
Prior to 2004, the Red Sox were the loveable losers that had not won a World Series in 86 years. Their fan base was rabid, but they pretty much stayed in Boston and did not migrate to our city. After the bloody sock incident and coming back from down three games to none and then sweeping the Rockies in the World Series, Red Sox fans came out of the wood work. After that moment, everyone was suddenly a Red Sox fan, despite the fact that they had lived in Essex, Baltimore or any other Maryland town their whole life.
“I have always liked the Red Sox, even before they won the World Series” is a phrase that I hear every time someone from Northen Virginia or Pennsylvania comes to Camden Yards in a Jacoby Ellsbury jersey. These are the same people that can’t tell you that Jason Varitek was acquired from the Pirates, David Ortiz from the Twins and that Hanley Ramirez was the key piece in the Mike Lowell and Josh Beckett deal. But of course, they are hardcore fans, obviously.
I am going to make it simple for all of “Red Sox Nation”: if you do not live in a New England and have never even ever been to Boston(which is 95 percent of you) then you CAN NOT BE A RED SOX fan, and certainly, not a credible one.
Last summer at the beach, my cousin, who had spent the entire 33 years of his life living in Middle River, but happens to be a Red Sox fan, got an update about a trade on his phone. He told me the Red Sox traded Mark Kotsay, but he pronounced his name like COAT-Say, and then he asked the following question to me “ Is he any good?”. Obviously I jumped at the chance to correct him on how to pronounce the name a player on his favorite team and then answered his question saying that Kotsay was decent. To make things worse, his five year old son then started a “Lets Go Red Sox” chant. At first I was surprised then I just realized this is standard operating procedure for everyone who is a part of “Red Sox nation”. Download a Red Sox screen saver, buy a David Ortiz jersey, sing Sweet Caroline till you’re blue in the face and be totally clueless about the franchise you support. The Orioles may be the laughing stock of baseball, but they have my support no matter what. That is what makes a real fan, not just attaching yourself like an amoeba to a franchise just because they have won two world series in the last six years.
I have developed such disdain and hatred for everything about the Red Sox and the city of Boston that I have grown to hate them way more then the Yankees. Every time I hear “Sweet Caroline” or see a group of girls in Ellsbury jerseys talking trash when they have no idea who Bill Buckner is, I get sick to my stomach.
I would tell you to go back to New England and stop coming into my city, but I know you couldn’t even tell me what state Boston is located.
I just hope that when they don’t make the playoff this season, you all break your leg jumping off the Red Sox banwagon and hoping on the Rays banwagon.
My name is Marco Romanell, and I DESPISE RED SOX NATION!!!!
Go back to Boston and don’t pronounce R’s at the end of your words- The Little Roman
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That’s true, but you gotta admit that the movie Fever Pitch was hilarious! I also really enjoy seeing celebs like Justin Timberlake arbitrarily wearing Red Sox hats.
I think Boston fans, in general, know as little about their sports teams as just about any large market outside of L.A.
I have friends from the Boston area who a) couldn’t name the Red Sox starting lineup and b) don’t know any Patriots beyond Brady and Moss yet, they claim the town is a wealth of sports knowledge. I’d be willing to bet that 9 out of 10 sports fans you stop on the streets of Boston couldn’t name who Nomar was traded for yet, as a Yankees fan, I could go and tell you who Mike Lowell was traded for.