Greed Is Good For Red Sox Nation

I’m greedy. I’ll admit it. I’m the Gordon Gekko of baseball. Greed is good for Red Sox Nation.

When the season started I was in the “let’s just be competitive.” “Let’s try for .500.” And all those platitudes designed to convince yourself – the expect the worse and hope for the best.

Sep 20, 2013; Boston, MA, USA; Boston Red Sox relief pitcher Junichi Tazawa (right) and Mike Napoli (left) spray champagne after they clinched the AL East with a win over the Toronto Blue Jays at Fenway Park. Mandatory Credit: Winslow Townson-USA TODAY Sports

As this team jelled I stayed on my personally mantra. “Let’s see how it plays out.” “Let’s see if we can give the real teams a bloody nose.” “Just finish ahead of the Yankees.” This was not even fooling me. There were plenty of us singing the song but expecting the music to stop. It didn’t.

I had suffered with this team for 50 years before I and many of my members in “The Fellowship Of The Miserable” were rewarded with about as tasty comeuppance as possible – 2004. I could now die happy. I lied. I wanted more. Greed is good.

Colorado was wonderful in 2007. That was about as confident as I have ever been regarding a Boston Red Sox team. I wanted more…and more. Then it fell apart.

The drift was slow at first. A few unremarkable playoff appearances and then the humility of 2011. Worse September crash in baseball history. Even worse than the Phillie’s in 1964. But 2012 completed the nightmare. Best left in the dark place in my mind.

This season brought back greed in full force. I want it all. Sox fans want it all. We want it this year. Greed is good. Heck, the fans to that unmentionable team to the south have made an emotional living off their collective greed. Our turn.

I’ve reached that point where winning the division and getting to the World Series is not enough. Failure is not winning it all. I’m greedy. I am now a baseball answer to Veruca Salt.