Lay a whisper on my pillow Red Sox. I’ve lost that lovin’ feelin and here are ten reason why. 1. They became too popular. It used to mean something to be a Red Sox fan. They didn’t always sell out every home game, win a ton of games and get so […]
Growing up as a Boston sports fan in the 80’s and 90’s wasn’t exactly easy. There was the whole Bill Buckner thing. Clemens could never seem to win the big game. My favorite player on my favorite team in my favorite sport suddenly collapsed dead in a gym one day […]
I had no intention of going to the Red Sox championship parade today. None at all. I’m a guy who drives to New Hampshire every weekend to get away from people – not to find myself in the midst of 2 million of them. The thought of attending didn’t even […]
I’ll never forget my first memory of Hulkamania running wild. I was probably about 7 years old. It was a Saturday night, back in the days before cable had been widely adopted. In those simpler times, the TV only got about 6 channels. One of those channels was NBC. I […]
I remember what it was like to dance before having self-awareness. You could get lost in the music and let it move you however you desired. You didn’t have to worry about what you looked like or how you came across or what others might think of your moves. You […]
What is it about being young? I saw my 9 years of age buddy today. I’ve known him since he was about 4. He loves the Red Sox, Celtics and even the New England Revolution. He plays hockey sometimes, too. He plays shortstop for his baseball team and let me […]
I had a bit of a lonely start to college. I wasn’t used to living in the city and I missed my old friends. I really wanted to see a Red Sox game, but I didn’t have anyone to go with. So, I decided to go by myself. There were […]
When I was a kid, I used to run right into the ocean. It didn’t matter how cold the water was. I guess I was so excited to be in the water that I jumped right in. Ever notice how much fun a kid can have with a stick? Our […]
When I was in High School, I love, love, loved Oldies music. I liked it so much, I actually taped an infomercial for Dick Clark’s Rock N’ Roll era and watched it over and over. Who tapes an infomercial? Me. I did. I loved seeing the footage and hearing the […]
I have felt the holy fire of love
Been burned by the holy fire of love
Made clean by the holy fire of love
– Andrew Peterson, Resurrection Letters: Vol II
