The Boston Marathon embodies who Boston is in two words, Boston Strong. A day the city takes off to cheer runners on their 26.2 mile journey or to meet their friends who have been hibernating all winter for a Bostonian favorite pastime- “day drinking”. On April 15, 2013 two brothers tried to take this glorious day away from us and after the Boston Police took down these criminals it was our Boston teams that helped bring this city back together again.
Sports is the identity of this town; some may argue it is our church, our religion. It wasn’t until the Bruins game three days after the attack that we finally were all able to grieve together as a city. As Rene Rancpurt started to sing the national anthem within seconds the Bruins crowd took over singing- our faith was restored.
The Red Sox’s had their turn to help heal the city the morning after the man hunt was over. As the team hit the field sporting jerseys that proudly stated only “Boston” on the front, you could feel the emotions of the crowd growing. The biggest inspiration came from Big Papi before the game telling the crowd, “this is our fucking city.” In that moment the crowd erupted because we knew we were not only going to be ok but come out stronger then ever. As Neil diamond says the good times never seemed so good.
When you think of Boston you think of Boston Strong and behind this are the sports and behind this passion are the Bostonians.