WHAT, ME WORRY?
I got a letter from reader Cliff Corcoran who found my general pessimissm surrounding the Sox series off-putting. Fair enough, but I should warn you, it ain’t likey to change anytime soon. I’m a nervous, jumpy fan by nature, so please, bear with me folks. I usually put my own team down, and then hope for the best. It’s not that I lack faith, it’s just that I’m very reserved about expressing it. Plus, I guess I like to out-fox the Sox fans in the gloom-and-doom department (fat chance, buddy), just to try and jinx ‘em.
Maybe I just want to be a Red Sox fan. I sure sound like one often enough. I don’t know where I got this from. Perhaps it comes from growing up with the Yankees in the 80s. Or maybe it’s because I’m a Knicks fan and a Jets fan too.
Otherwise, I think I’m a well-adjusted adult. Honest.