Even over half-season increments, it’s awfully hard to predict baseball.
After a reasonable effort in my first-half predictions, at the All-Star break I went all swami and all in on the Red Sox’ second half.
My crystal-ball skills remain hit-and-miss.
I was high on the team in mid-July, a believer that a stretch of decent play was a glimpse of an improved team that was going to finish much stronger than it began — not a playoff team, but a respectable team.
They did become respectable but they were not as good as I thought.