Ill start by saying that the red sox were always on the tv/radio at my house, my grandmothers house, my friends houses, etc., so I grew up with them but never really paid too much attention...until one night. I do remember the one game that stood out which made me really start my fandom with these Boston Red Sox...I was young, (5yo) and remember waking up hearing my dad and uncles screaming downstairs. So I got up and I went downstairs to see what was going on. now, sometimes it could get a bit loud and rowdy at my house, so I was prepared for anything. What I saw was them all screaming with excitement, and they all had their arms up in the air. They grabbed me, put a Sox cap on me (so big it covered my face) and pulled me into their victory circle as we all jumped up and down because the sox won. It was pretty cool. I was one of the guys. When the excitiment got somewhat under control, I saw these replays on tv of this big guy on the Sox waving his arms and hopping up and down, kind of like what my dad and uncles were doing...my Uncle kept saying "Pudge is the man!" "hes the man!" ...I saw the ball that this giant of a man hit go over the majestic green wall the kept calling "The Green monstah"...every player and fan at Fenway, and the ones in my living room, were going absolutely balistic. The room smelled like potato chips, pizza, and spilled beer...i couldnt sleep the rest of the night. The Sox just won what felt like the World series...unfortunately very soon after I would learn about something called "The curse of the bambino"
And so My 40+ year journey with the Boston Red Sox began...