Well, let’s get those proud New Yorkers going again. Let’s hit’em while they are down. Let’s say it loud, and with joy and a superiority complex (thanks to commenter Nick for setting me straight). Boston is the best sports town in the country. It’s the home of the most devoted, maniacal, and intelligent sports fans anywhere. It’s the home of the world champs in baseball, the home of the dynastic world champs in football (3 out of 4 no less, so we’ll forgive them the uglier-than-the-Sox’-world-champs-hats), the home of an undefeated hockey team (wink wink), of a mediocre but improving basketball team that is one of the most storied franchises out there, the home of the best sports bar in the country (The Fours, as anointed by Sports Illustrated this past week), the native home of the wittiest sportswriter in the country (Bill Simmons of ESPN, in case you were wondering) [Edit: Simmons is apparently from Connecticut, but we still love him]. It’s the home of the best baseball stadium around (if not the one with the best sight lines), the best baseball beat writer (Gordon Edes, y’all), and the best Sunday sports section (the Globe, of course). The one weak link? Sports radio. WFAN takes that one, even if that know-it-all Mike Francesa still refuses to respect our beloved Pats (we forgive him his blinding friendship with the Big Tuna). But otherwise it just doesn’t get any better than Boston, we are beamingly proud to say.