Hmm…
Well, I’m not a serious baseball fan by any means (and you’re one better than me, fachverwirrt), but just as an observer, this is how I see it.
The Rockies have never been here before. They’re the new kids. Haven’t paid their dues. Raw meat. And they got here by getting unbelievably hot at the absolute bestest-est time imaginable.
The Red Sox have been under a depressing, sickening, soul-crushing cloud of misery for decades. 86 frickin’ years. That’s how long the Curse lasted. Can you imagine any team in any other sport that made it one step away that many times, only to get the exact same miserable result every single time? Heck, the Indians at least got one! Not only that, a lot of these losses were incredibly freakish Twilight Zone-style aberrations, the most famous example being, of course, game 6 of the '86 series, where the Sox got a 3-run lead and then proceeded to see the dice come up snake eyes something like 400 times in a row.
I was far from ecstatic when the upstart Diamondbacks won it all, and they took out probably the most vile franchise in American sports (and crushed the “Nine Eleven New York Team Must Win!” garbage, too). I didn’t like it at all when the Marlins…Fire sale! Wayne Huizenga! The Mike Piazza sham!..won a second WS. Now the Rockies are in a similar situation. As for the Red Sox, let’s be fair. They’ve been down, beaten, crushed, always one tantalizing thousandth of an inch away for 86 years. With that 800,000,000 pound gorilla finally off, wouldn’t you expect their fans to pick up a little cockiness, a little swagger? And at least it hasn’t been going on forever, like, say, Duke University. As for being Yankees Lite, well, they’ve been the Yankees’ doormat for so long, it’s good that at least they’re standing up now.
So I have just the slighters misgivings of the Rockies winning, but none whatsoever for the Red Sox. Take it for what it’s worth.
(Actually, though, I’m just happy if it goes to a sixth game. I mean, sheesh, what was up with the Cardinals in '04?)