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Bid Hub Fans Enough

Oct. 31, 2011
Oct. 31, 2011

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Oct. 31, 2011

LEADING OFF
Inside: THE WEEK IN SPORTS
WORLD SERIES
PRO FOOTBALL
  • Each year San Diego has the look of a Super Bowl contender, only to face an East Coast team and get whacked. Until the Bolts prove it on the field, they'll fight their rep as talented but too soft

COLLEGE FOOTBALL
SOCCER
  • In the fifth and final year of his MLS contract, he's back at the top of his game at last. Now, as the 2011 playoffs begin, he and the Galaxy look to stamp his American experiment a success by winning a championship

JAMARCUS RUSSELL
  • The No. 1 pick in the 2007 draft should be out on the field commanding an NFL team this Sunday. JaMarcus Russell, though, is home in Mobile, absorbing shots to his character and resting on what's left of his $39 million. The most maligned figure in football tells his side

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The Red Sox' collapse is history, but Boston still wallows in the blame game

Dear Red Sox Nation,

This is an article from the Oct. 31, 2011 issue

We know weekends are busy this time of year in New England, with all those leaves to rake and hair shirts to pick up at the dry cleaner, so in case you missed it we direct your attention to page C5 of Sunday's Boston Globe. Before leaving town for Chicago, where he will take over as president of baseball operations for the Cubs, Theo Epstein took out a full-page ad, thanking you for the "amazing experience" he had in "10 incredible years" in the Red Sox front office. It was a classy gesture; after the beating he and the Sox have taken from you guys lately, no one would have blamed him for saying goodbye to Fenway the way Ben Affleck did in The Town—with guns blazing.

Think of that ad as one more gift from Epstein to his hometown, as if two championships weren't enough. It's a map, not to the North End or Beacon Hill, but to the high road, a byway you all have found harder to locate this fall than a place in Harvard Square to pahk your cahs.

Here's the thing, Nation: The Red Sox lost, and while the rest of America admittedly indulged in a few days of schadenfreude—O.K., maybe a week—your behavior in the aftermath makes the rest of us sick. The media-driven witch hunts, trying to ferret out exactly who drank beer where and with whom. (The key to every great investigative story: Follow the fried chicken!) The bashing of Epstein and manager Terry Francona. The comical talk-radio attempts at explaining how a Boston pitcher downing a rally beer in the clubhouse could, at that very moment, magically cause a Boston batter to strike out with a runner at third.

It all makes the way you guys treated Bill Buckner look sane. Let's throttle back, Boston. Do yourselves—and us—a favor and let go of 2011. You'll never figure out exactly who's to blame for the collapse. There's chicken grease on everyone's hands here. Plus, look at all the other angst-filled opportunities you're missing. The Bruins are 3-5-0. Isn't it about time their Stanley Cup honeymoon ended? The Patriots are off to a great start, just like last year. Sounds like they're a great regular-season team that can't win in the playoffs. We can't wait to hear who has the best fried chicken in Foxborough.

Sincerely,

The Rest of Us

TWO PHOTOSCOURTESY BOSTON HERALD (RED SOX)TALK OF THE TOWN Boston's swoon made headlines around the country; the ugly postmortem still plays out at home.