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''I am no longer a fan,'' says Epstein. ''I am no longer that kid who was rooting for the Red Sox, and thank God! Because if I were, it would be impossible for me to do my job.''
''I am no longer a fan,'' says Epstein. ''I am no longer that kid who was rooting for the Red Sox, and thank God! Because if I were, it would be impossible for me to do my job.'' (White/Packert Photos) White/Packert Photos
BOSTONIAN OF THE YEAR

The Architect

Theo Epstein had to bury the fan inside him before he could boldly assemble the team that defied history. But what comes next may be even tougher.

By Neil Swidey
December 26, 2004

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He really should be enjoying this. On an early November day when Boston is setting a record low temperature of 25 degrees, Theo Epstein is in 82-degree Key Biscayne, Florida, staying at the Ritz-Carlton. But throughout the week, he seldom steps outside the elegant beachfront hotel with a staff so well trained that bellmen address arriving guests by name even ... (Full article: 4572 words)

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