There Is No Curse
Set aside whether or not you believe in curses, fairies, or Saddam’s WMD’s. Even if you do, the “facts” the curse is based on aren’t even true. Glenn Stout wrote a fantastic book that included detailed historical data about this years ago. But the curse meme persists.
If anything, it is the curse of all of the fine ballplayers of african ancestry who were kept out of Fenway — the Sox were the last major league team to integrate — with Pumpsiee Green in 1959. Howard Bryant’s recent book explains the history of racism and Red Sox.
I don’t believe in the curse either, but I’ve grown up seeing the Red Sox almost win here or almost win there, with each win being lost by a small error here, or a great big mistake there. The “curse” is label for the mysteriously random ways the Sox have managed (until now) to lose. It is a mystical concept not any more subject to empirical testing than transubstantiation.
That’s all over now. No more mysticism. We won.