Theo, Theo, Theo, say it ain't so. The hometown boy who embodied Red Sox Nation. The wunderkind who finally brought us what we'd thought would always remain a dream. The schemer who traded Nomar--and was right. Theo, how can you do this to us?
This is life as a Red Sox fan. The heights of elation and the depths of despair. Is this the beginning of the end? Are they going to trade Manny? Refuse to sign Johnny? What next?
More of the same, of course. They'll be bad again. They'll be good again. The more things change, the more they stay the same, and they never stay the same. It could only be October 2004 once. But someday it will be something else.
See, it's impossible to write about baseball without falling into cliche, nay, babble. Still, it's a sad morning at our house,as Theo Epstein leaves the Red Sox.
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