First of all, I was born on the night of October 25, 1986. All of you should know that date as it pertains to this team. My Dad was a Phillies fan but moved here in the 70s. That night I was born was quite delirious for him. He was in the waiting room at the hospital and the TV had the game on. It was also the end of daylight savings and he saw the clock on the wall literally going backwards. Even though the events of that game are to forget, he'll always point to those moments as the time he became a Sox fan himself. We both became Sox fans together. I'm 24 now.
I played baseball all throughout my life and consider it my favorite sport. I've followed it as early as was humanly possible. I remember some early 90s teams but really became a huge fan of Garciaparra when he broke in the league in 1996. I also played SS in little league and I always saw a lot of myself in him. Nomar also loved soccer, another sport I played since I was a toddler and still do to this day.
I went off to college in the mid-atlantic where everyone is Phillies fans. While I have grown to love them too, our fans are so much better here. During our WS wins it was my freshman year in 2004. Senior year 2007. Phillies fans down there bandwagoned into HUGE Sox fans. A few kids I knew had red sox gear. It was really trendy. Crap like that really bugged me and I still hate fairweather/pink hat/out of town fans post-2004. Since I took a fifth year, I was able to revel in the Phillies win down there in 2008. I wouldn't say I bandwagoned, but it was a fun experience. I do have roots with that city. My whole family is from there. Wasn't in Boston to experience The Sox ones though. I remember I was able to come home and get crapfaced with friends to go see the parades. Then driving back 8 hours the next day hungover as can be just to get to classes on time.