There's the "I enjoy Boston sports." shirt. And there's the "I don't enjoy Boston sports right now." shirt. If you own both, you already know they're not opposites. They're just different days of the same thing.
Right now it's very much the second shirt. The hitting has been somewhere between infuriating and completely unhinged, the kind of offense that makes you question what you're doing with your evening. 19-27. Roman's wrist is "making progress," which is a phrase designed to be said and immediately forgotten. And yet. You're still watching. You're still checking the score at 11pm like the number might have changed since you looked four minutes ago.
"Enjoy" Was Never a Victory Lap
The period at the end of "I enjoy Boston sports." isn't triumphant. It's resigned. It's the thing you say to another Sox fan and you both just nod, because you know exactly what that sentence costs.
The "right now" shirt exists for the specific stretches that require more precise language. This is one of them. The season is long. Baseball is maddening and slow and occasionally transcendent and you have been through enough of it to know that May is not October. You've been here before. You'll be here again.
Both shirts are in the red sox shop. That feels right for this week.
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