In Boston, their Sox are Red and their hearts are broken. In Boston, the 2013 Major League Baseball season started with a new manager, a handful of questionable roster additions and a sense of anxiety. In Boston, the the good news was Bobby Valentine was out. In Boston, that created optimism along Lansdowne Street. In Boston, optimism means something.

The city has a long history of baseball heartbreak. Bucky Dent (1978). Bill Buckner (1986). Aaron Boone (2003). But all that has changed over the last decade. The Red Sox put to rest the gibberish of an organization cursed, winning three World Series — 2004, 2007 and 2013 — in nine years.

The Red Sox clinched the World Series at Fenway Park two weeks ago with a 6-1 win over the St. Louis Cardinals, marking the first time since 1918 that Boston had won a championship at home. For baseball fans it marked the end of another season. For Boston, the season wasn’t quite complete — yet.

The Red Sox marched through the Boston streets celebrating the win with fans and the city at large. As the duck boats approached Boylston Street, the site of last April’s marathon bombing, it was Boston’s turn to put a season to rest; a season that began in horror and ended in glory and honor.

Baseball is a Game

Baseball is a game. In times of war, tragedy and death, the game has humbly stepped aside and assumed it’s rightful place while order is restored. Then baseball always returns and, always, somehow, helps us heal. In Boston, whether it was just a few minutes, an few hours on a Sunday afternoon, sitting in the sun above the Green Monster, or the entire summer the people of Boston depended on their Red Sox for a distraction from the grief and pain.

If ever there was a team that lifted a city’s spirits it was the 2013 Boston Red Sox. The fed off each other — the city and its team.  They won together. The sometimes lost together. They mourned together. Together, they became Boston Strong.

Boston Strong

The Red Sox basked in the adoration of an entire city last Saturday, rolling through Boston and pausing to pay their respects at the Boston Marathon finish line. A day later the team thanked the city, dedicating the 2013 season and World Series to its residents in a poignant full-page advertisement in the Boston Globe (see below).  The ad read:

“This one is for cities that feel more like families. For Watertown. For Cambridge. This one is for Krystle Campbell. For Lingzi Lu. For Martin Richard. For Sean Collier. For the courageous in recovery.”

In Boston, a city rejoiced. In Boston, we saw a true team — “a team in the truest sense of the word” — win on the biggest stage. In Boston, a baseball team revealed why this great game is still America’s pastime. In Boston, we found strength.

Boston Strong

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John Strubel

Hi. My name is John Strubel. Thanks for visiting my website. I write primarily about my passion: baseball. In addition, I occasionally publish posts and podcasts related to sports media, journalism and technology impacting the industry. You can also connect with me on social media @johnstrubel.

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