Red Sox require an emotional investment

In the world of sports, especially baseball, I appreciate the community spirit and unification a stunning win or disappointing loss can bring but can't seem to give my heart wholly to a sports team. I want a return on my emotional investment. In thinking about the educated and enthused sports fans I know, it seems that (in general) they are deeply emotional people who are not always so outwardly emotional on an individual basis and so the context of the game gives them catharsis...a chance to rebel or revel in the loss or win.

The one time I had really super seats at a Red Sox game was in the early 90's. I was lucky enough to spend the afternoon with a great fan who was keeping stats and educated me on all the ins and outs (literally). It was a thrill being close to the action and reactions of the players and fans and I felt like I was indeed an essential part of a bigger picture. This was before the organization spent $50 million dollars to have a conversation with someone the Yankees got anyway. That kind of big business takes the recreation and joyfulness out of the game, I think.

Does a cheap day lounging in the sun in the bleacher seats with a hot dog and cold brew still exist? I've got the emotion to invest in the Red Sox, just not the cash.

Mark Sandman sleeping soundly

As someone who has enjoyed the music of "Morphine" for years...from countless live performances in smoky Boston bars decades ago with wild and crazy friends to more recent contemplative listening, I was excited when my 2 and 4 year olds selected "Morphine" from the CD pile to listen to...we all were groovin'. I miss Mark Sandman and his brave way of living and emoting. A high price to pay. Thank you, hope you're sleeping soundly!

You're no bunny 'till some bunny loves you

I hope you're enjoying whatever traditions you hold dear this weekend! We just started a new one...making a bunny cake! This is the first of many to come! What's happening in your house this weekend?

Motivation from Mo

Hello,
I hope this find you in good spirits this Good Friday. Despite there being snow outside my window on the 6th day of April, I'm warmed by direct sun and the belief that green things are really going to start to grow. This time of year we're world weary, tired of bracing up against the cold (at least here in New England) and are ready to wear fewer layers. As we take off those layers of clothing, I can't help but think we're peeling away layers of ourselves as well. I'm going to let more of myself out and let more of others in. Break down the barriers and take some chances. How 'bout you?