What a blergh of a first third of a season for the Sox, huh? There’s no doubt I’ve been following less intensely than in the past, and not just because they’ve kinda stunk (though not so bad in the very recent past). For the first time in a few years, I didn’t go to a ball game when the Sox were in Seattle. Because the money and time away from family seemed too much. Maybe the fire’s died a little bit, but I’m still peeking at box scores and feeling a little thrill when I check my phone after an hour of not looking at the score at work. I’m hopeful the Sox can right the ship a bit and get right back in this tepid division race. But my heart won’t break in half if they don’t, like it would have even 3 years ago…well, I guess if they lost it on the last day of the season again, that would hurt. But anyway, the volume’s just turned down a little bit. I’ve invested in just the Gameday app instead of MLB.TV for the season. Which just adds to the distance between me and this team. But I’m still around. And a big Sox surge could get me palms-sweating and heart-pounding again.