Physical Pain

When I watched the conclusion of the ChiSox-Tribe game on FSN Ohio last night, and the Wild Card standings update flashed on the screen, it represented the absolutely low point of my time as a Red Sox fan in Cleveland (ignoring, of course, how I felt after Game 3 of last years ALCS, which is easy because, in retrospect, I know what transpired over the following 8 games). The realization that my team had to chase the team that most of the people I see on a daily basis cheer for, the people who see me wearing a Red Sox hat every single day, caused me a moment of actual, physical pain.

Or maybe it was because I punched my futon.

Probably both.