Real Tired of the Nation So to torture myself, I decided to watch game one of the World Series in a quaint little Red Sox establishment. It started out okay. Everybody was practicing their accents and people were trying to throw the word WICKED in, every chance they got... and then the game got underway. That's when this idea went south and the Red Sox fans, showed their true colors. They are an obnoxious bunch.

It's great to watch your team play in the classic and I don't know how hard, I would be to live with, if my team were there... it's been awhile. With that said, I have been a Yankee fan since I was 5. These young Red Sox fans are band wagoners. They haven't been through the 67 dream season and watched the Sox fail. They weren't there for Carlton Fisk and the big home run against the Reds in the World series. They have no idea who Bernie Carbo is and they equate that Fisk's home run with Goodwill Hunting... by the way, that was a great movie. These Red Sox Fans, don't know anything about Bucky "bleeping" Dent... oh the good ole days. They have no idea about the turbulent 86' play-off run. How Donnie Moore of then California Angels, committed suicide and it was attributed to the home run he game up to Dave Henderson. They didn't realize Bill Buckner, had to take his kids out of school and move, after letting that ball go through his legs in game six against the Mets. Every little league coach from there on, would tell their players, to stay down on the ball and don't "Buckner the ball".

They were not there for Mo Vaughn and they don't remember how the "REAL SOX NATION", hated Wade Boggs, when he went to the Yankees and was on top of that horse after New York won the World Series. "Young Sox Nation", started with the signing of Pedro Martinez. I don't blame him for "Young Sox Nation". I think he's a great guy. I blame Curt Schilling. He doesn't shut up. If you wanna find out how "the Schill" is doing just ask him. He is the mouth that roared and Young Sox Nation, have taken their cue from him. So all they remember is 2004 and the bloody sock.

The fans are jumping up and down, as 13 runs would cross the dish on this night. They're all high fiving and yelling...whoooooo GO Sox. What a lame chant. This is the first time, I wish I had car windows, on either side of me. When the Sox fans get annoying, I would just roll them up and pretend I don't see them. I need a defense mechanism because I get the feeling this is their year. My people are the Real Sox Nation. Young Sox Nation should work on clearing up their acne. They need to stop rooting for BIG SLOPPY and pay respect to their past. By that, I mean "PLEASE BE QUIET. By the way, right now, I am rolling up the window.  ¶ 12:28 PM