A note from Red Sox Nation to Cubs and Indians fans, who are on the verge of eliminating decades -- if not centuries -- old curses. Both fandoms are living in a state of excitement, nervousness and a bit of shock. One of the fandoms will celebrate in excessive adolecese and shed tears of joy. The other fandom will file the heartbreaking loss in the memory bank, along with the other years of devastation.
There are all types of coaches and I as I coach two softball teams this year, I think about the "coaching" my Dad gave my brother and I growing up. He was never a big athlete, but he was athletic. We dragged him all over the place to play baseball, basketball and football. As a coach, I've taken some of the things I learned from those days and put them to work with my teams. Thanks pops.
Three years ago, a wonderful day was ripped apart by an unspeakable act. There have been a million stories from that day. Some public. Some not. Some horrific. Some inspiring. Mine is neither, but it's mine and I wanted to share it. What's your story?
I've been coaching my kids softball team for two years and I've found that there is value beyond teaching kids how to play a game I also played and enjoyed as a kid.
You are in position to instill confidence in young kids, which is inportant beyond the field.
You get to meet new people and other influential residents of your city and town.
It helps you get embedded in your community and shows that you aren't that weird neighbor who doesn't speak to anyone.
It provides a steady stream of exercising.
You experince the pure joy on a kid's face after they've accomplished a feat they never thought they could do.
It provides you an opportunity to teach the things you've learned to someone else, who in turn, will pass it along to others...and so on and so on.
It teaches you how to deal with conflict (we all know the stories of youth-sports parents).
Lastly, it gives you an opportunity to unplug, enjoy the outdoors and live in the moment.
Bruins have lost two out of three in this early part of the 2014-15 season. I'm not hitting the panic button.
I will just keep using my drink mojo to will them to win.
I've been to Fenway Park so many times that I've lost count. Despite the many visits, it never gets old. Never.
Last night I had the chance to watch the Field of Dreams on the big board at the old ball yard. The movie is one of my top five flicks of all time and to get to watch it at a Fenway Park was something special.
While I love the Garden, watching the Bs or tailgating at the Razor (Patriots Gillette Stadium), Fenway will always be a special place. Watching that movie in such a historic and majestic place was an experience of a lifetime.
Is this Heaven? No, it's Fenway, but pretty close.
Yep, this pretty much sums it up. Go Niners.
Boston has been known, over the past 12 years or so, as Title Town. However, since the 2011 Stanley Cup, Boston teams have floundered when it comes to winning on the big stage.
The Boston Globe published a story today, on Super Bowl Sunday, about the sulking Boston fan base -- a fan base who has been accustomed to winning, but is now relegated to think about our pre-2001 days when we all found comfort in our losing ways and used those feelings to fuel the passion we have for our teams.
Red Sox are in shambles. Bruins are locked out. Patriots don't play frequently enough. Celtics are always off from playing.
So during the down time, it's MLB.tv and post-season baseball for me. Love the iPad app and the quad camera view.
Who are you pulling for? Me? Anyone but the Yankees.