You’ve Got to Think, Young Brother…About Your Future
My response was, as it could only be, “no shit.”
So for those of you who belive in a boycott, let me ask a very simple question: what good does it do for fans to stop going to the games? What is being accomplished?
While you pause to answer, let me break it down from my side.
My position is that O’s fans need to go to games and support their team as often as they can. I can tell you exactly what good it does, and it goes someting like this:
1. The players on the field — who are not in any way complicit in bad management decisions — get the chance to feel respected and appreciated for their efforts.
2. We have the chance to develop a sense of community not unlike that which existed in the 33rd St days. They may be losers, but they’re our losers.
3. Baseball can be fun, win or lose.
Seems pretty simple, no?
It’s like the old argument about voting. “Don’t blame me, I voted for so-and-so”. Fair enough, but you damn well better have voted if you want to voice a strong opinion one way or the other.
Think about it. If you’re in a conversation with someone who says “I just hate the way George Bush is leading this country” then you’ll probably want to know what that person believes, right? You’ll probably ask a question like “Who do you support?”
If that person says “Oh, I don’t vote,” then why would you listen to another word? You’d correctly perceive that person as a dabbler and a charlatan, someone not to be taken seriously.
In other words, if you choose not to participate then you forfeit the legitimacy of your complaints.
Now, for someone like Drew who has a radio show and who devotes a good chunk of his time to talking about the team, that’s ground to stand on. But what about the hordes of people who agree with him — as evidenced by empty seats — but who aren’t actually doing anything (outside of complaining)?
That’s the problem. That’s the reason Red Sox fans invade this city. That’s the reason the players don’t feel like they have the respect they deserve.
Those people. Not Peter Angelos. Not bad management. Not bad marketing.
Those folks. And, yes, shame on them.