The World Series, The Red Sox, and My Dad

Tuesday, 5 November 2013

Sports has a way of connecting people. A common bond among strangers. A love for a team passed down through generations. Celebrating a win over the water cooler with co-workers.

My dad loved sports. He was a fan of the 4 major sports teams in the Boston area: Red Sox, Celtics, Patriots, and Bruins. He followed them all and rooted for them all, but he was extra passionate about the Red Sox.

He played baseball from early on and continued playing softball in the military on base teams. I wanted to be like him and attempted to play softball in school. I touched on his love of sports on the eulogy I wrote.

As I mentioned, he was a huge Red Sox fan. His father was a huge Red Sox fan. And I'm sure his father's father was a Red Sox fan as well. I am my father's daughter; therefore, I too, am a Red Sox fan.

Sports was my connection with my dad. That thing we had. I couldn't, and didn't, play softball well at all, but I could sure talk about the Red Sox (or Celtics, or Bruins, or Patriots) with my dad.

When my dad joined FB our conversations became even more centered around sports. He was a coach from home - critiquing the game and coaches' decisions from the first play. He let his opinions be known of trades that happened during the season and during the off-season.

A glimpse into some of our FB conversations:

Feb 2011: Me to my Dad: I know you've wanted the Celtics to trade Perkins, so you're probably happy about that ... but Nate Robinson too? He was productive coming off the bench for Rondo; they shouldn't have traded him. And w/Shaq's injuries they really need another big man with KG.

Dad: What, he was traded? Let me check this out. I didn't hear this till you posted it. I wanted a big man in the middle. I didn't want Robinson traded but now that West is back, he is just as good.

Aug 2011: Dad: I thought we had a chance to come back but not now after Napoli hit that home run. CJ Wilson owns the Red Sox. (I have to laugh at finding this one because Napoli was on the Red Sox this year and helped them win the WS.)

Apr 2012: Dad: Bowden is a young starting pitcher that started with the sox last year. He only pitched 3 inning this year and gave up 2 hits and one run and was sent down to aaa. Marlon Byrd is an outfielder with 3 singles in 43 at bats this year. The point I was making is that we don't need any more outfielders, we need any kind of pitching. I know we have 2 starters on the dl from the outfield but we have AAA to bring any up if we need one, but not to trade for one and have another contract.

It was 3-0 when I started this post. Now they are losing 4-3 after the post. We don't have one reliable starter. Doubront seems to be doing the best. Their last starting pitcher.

The only 3 doing good on offense are Aviles, Sweeney, and Ortiz. Ortiz is leading the a.l. in batting average.

That is what I'm missing from my dad during the different sport seasons.

My dad has a brick at Fenway Park (as does his father), he was buried in a Red Sox jersey and Red Sox hat in his hands. He has this at his grave site.

  A lifelong and forever fan...

So when the Red Sox won the World Series last week it was bittersweet. As a fan I was ecstatic. As my father's daughter I missed sharing that moment with him. It was hard not being able to talk to him, to hear the shared excitement in his voice, to picture the smile on his face as he likely would have said something like, "Wow Michelle, they did it! Another World Series! It took almost all my life to see them win 1 World Series and now they have 3 in 10 years!" to re-hash the Series. It made me miss him even more. It brought back the reality of him being gone.

When the Sox won in 2004 my dad sent me a World Series t-shirt and commemorative baseball.
When they won again in 2007 he sent me a couple more commemorative baseballs from the post-season.
Now they've won in 2013 and there won't be anything else coming from my dad this time. Bittersweet.

They finished in last place last season. They had a manager and players that just didn't mesh well. Which, in a way, might have been sort of fitting since my father passed away in July of that year. I wouldn't have felt like celebrating any post-season play last year.

But this team, this bunch of bearded-clad players ... my dad would have enjoyed them. He would have liked the players they brought in. He would have liked the coach. He would have liked their never-quit attitude. He would have liked their personalities. He would have liked the team mentality.

I guess he still did enjoy this team and this season and this World Series win ... it was just in a different place than here. And he got to enjoy it with his father. I know they were celebrating together.

Even though my dad is no longer here, I guess we do still have that thing, that connection between us. We still have it because I won't be able to watch the Red Sox without thinking of my dad.

Thank you, Red Sox, for knowing how to bring together a city, and also for making this daughter, who is missing her father, feel just a little bit closer to him.

 

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Generations of Red Sox Fans

Wednesday, 26 September 2012

Last year, in a post about my grandfather, I explained why and how I became such a big Red Sox fan. I mention my father's love of the Red Sox in his eulogy. In fact, my father chose his outfit that he wanted to be buried in and it was no surprise that it was a Red Sox jersey and hat. (On a side note, I can't believe both my grandfather and father are now gone.)

Last year, as part of the 100th Anniversary celebration, the Red Sox had a brick program where fans were offered the chance to order engraved bricks, to be placed in Fenway Park.

What a great surprise this would be for my dad. It took me awhile to come up with what I wanted to put on the brick; and of course I was limited on space and how many characters.

I finally came up with this:

The Beausoleils 
Generations of
Red Sox Fans

My dad never got the chance to see the actual brick where it lies in Fenway Park, or a picture of it. But he did know about it - he received a replica brick last year. I think he was pretty proud of it.

 Last week my sister had the opportunity to attend a game at Fenway Park (we won't talk about just how jealous I was of that!)

I sent her the location of the brick: Dave Roberts section, Gate B, Section 12B and she found it for me.

One of these days I am going to get my kids to Fenway Park for a game.

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My Grandfather

Tuesday, 10 May 2011

On Saturday my grandfather, or as we all called him, Pepere, passed away. He just turned 84 on Apr 29th. He led a long and full life. His first wife, my Memere, passed away too early in 1981. Ten years later Pepere remarried a wonderful lady - Louise.

When I was 14 my dad received orders to Germany, and thus began many years of correspondence with my Pepere as we sent letters and cards back and forth. I treasure those writings from him now.

When I was living in CO I flew to CT to surprise him for his birthday. At that time it was thought that he wouldn't have many more birthdays. That was in 1998. Pepere lived with the affects of 2 strokes, Parkinson's disease and other ailments/medical issues that cropped up over the last few years.

These pictures are from 2004. We had plans to visit my family in CT and unfortunately, Louise passed away just a month before.

Still, my Pepere hung in there. He waited around to see his beloved Boston Red Sox win the World Series in 2004, and again in 2007. It seemed like you would usually see him in a US Navy hat (he served in England during WWII) or a Red Sox hat or shirt. If the Sox were playing they were either on the TV or radio (or both!)

That's why I'm so fanatical about the Red Sox and why I love being a fan. It's my birthright; it's in my blood :) and of course I have to do right and raise another generation of Sox fans.

Rest in peace, Pepere. You were much loved by your family and friends and will be missed.

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