Theo's Team? No. The Red Sox Are OUR TEAM..No One Else Can Make That Claim.

Tony Massarotti of the Herald poses a question that every Red Sox fan can answer. He writes this. " Theo Epstein is back, but the uncertainty has not died as much as it has gone dormant. Officially, at least, Epstein was gone for much of this offseason. In his absence, the Red Sox were torn down and rebuilt, undergoing changes as significant as those to their 94-year-old ballpark.
So whose team is this, anyway?
Is it his? "
No, it is OURS, the Red Sox fans. Sure, the Red Sox brass get paid for making the decisions, paying the bills, and overseeing the everyday things that make the club purr like a sweet sports car's engine. And they are well compensated. But what is the toughest job? Whose hearts are on the line every time the team steps onto the hallowed ground that is Fenway Park? It is us. The Red Sox fan. Girls and boys. Men and women. All united in their love for the team from Boston. So John Henry, Larry Lucchino, Theo Epstein, Tom Warner. They are the builders who put together the team. The coaches and Terry Francona are the sculpters. They mold the individuals into a cohesive unit that can function like a winner. But it is the fans who shell out their hard earned bucks and lay their hearts on the line, vulnerable and exposed just as if the front line is looming right in front of them. And the front line is not pretty. Neither is baseball if everything does not fall into place. Win. Or else. That's the mindset. But I feel it when the players, our modern heroes, fail. But the old saying, "you can't win them all" is true in baseball, as it is in life. We, as the fans, must tread that fine line and enjoy baseball for what it is, a game loved by millions. And it will not be for a lack of trying if the Sox fall short this year. I'm optimistic. And that's good.