Remember when the Red Sox were lovable losers? Me either.

And I'm not even just talking about their insufferable fans-- who make the Yankees fans I used to hate look like a tennis crowd compared to Red Sox Nation's frothing drunken frat boy jackass vibe.

Just watch as poor Craig Sager (more on him later) gets one of his trademark suits doused with champagne for no other reason than that Jonathan Papelbon felt like being a total dickhead-- and I mean, who's going to say anything?

Gahh! These idiots just make my blood boil. John Lackey's too, apparently, so at least I'm not alone in this...

"It's way different than last year. We are way better than they are," the Angel's pitcher said.  "We lost to a team not as good as us. ... [On Sunday] they scored on a pop fly they called a hit, which is a joke. [On Monday], they score on a broken-bat ground ball and a fly ball anywhere else in America [except in Fenway Park]. And [Pedroia's] fist-pumping on second like he did something great."

I mean, the Sox won fairly and everything, but I can absolutely feel the hatred of that fist pump. What a serious bunch of douches. And it's not exactly like their insufferable fans have gone anywhere. Can I get a let's go Rays? Ugh.