The Red Sox have stunk in the month of August. There is no way around it, no way to sugarcoat it. They have done it before and apparantly they are doing it again. They stink.
So what are you going to do? Are you going to stop watching? If so, then you can consider yourself a bandwagon fan.
Being a fan is like being married. Through good times, through bad, through sickness and health, a fan is there until death do you part. At 10:00 tonight, fans across “the Nation” will tune in to channel 51 and hope that Kason Gabbard stupefies us all with astounding pitching.
Fans are not folding up their lucky Gabe Kapler shirts and putting them away until late February. They are slipping on the same old jersey with the mysterious stain on the sleeve and the frayed hem, eating dinner, drinking coffee or soda or anything with amazing quantities of caffeine in it so they can stay up until 1 in the morning.
Sure, the Sox probably will be in for a long night. They probably will not win, considering the state of the bullpen and the length of the “unavailable list”. But fans will be there, sitting on their couches, soaking up every minute of Red Sox baseball so that they can remember the moments during the long, hard, frigid months of winter.
Because sometimes, when the team gets bad, it is not about the win and loss columns. Maybe Coco Crisp will make a jaw-dropping catch, maybe Papi will hit yet another homerun, maybe Kason Gabbard will pitch a 1-2-3 inning.
The fan enjoys baseball. The bandwagon fan enjoys winning. Which are you?