We’ve been here before. High on hope, finally talking ourselves into believing something might be happening, and then very quickly being reminded that baseball does not care about our feelings. When I last wrote, the Red Sox had just finished off the Yankees in a 4-game sweep in about the most Red Sox way possible. Down two runs in the bottom of the 10th, against the Yankees, and somehow walking it off. It was dramatic, it was fun, it was exactly the kind of game that makes you start checking

If you had told Red Sox fans a week ago that Boston would sweep the Yankees in a four-game series, most would've laughed. Not because the Red Sox aren't capable of beating New York, but because nothing about this season has suggested they're capable of sustaining that kind of baseball against anybody, never mind their biggest rival. And yet, that's exactly what happened. Four games. Four wins. A sweep of the Yankees that reminded everyone why this rivalry still matters, regardless of where

The calendar says June, but the reality in Boston feels a lot more like late July. When a season starts slipping away before the Fourth of July, every conversation eventually lands in the same place: the trade deadline. Nobody in Red Sox Nation wants to hear the word "seller." We spent an entire offseason talking ourselves into a contender. Craig Breslow added veterans. The roster looked deeper. The young core was supposed to take another step. Instead, the Red Sox have spent much of 2026 bu