Thoughts of an American Centrist

Thursday, August 04, 2005


Whew! Went to my first Red Sox game last night at Fenway, and I was in awe. Just to think that in that park World Series were won and (often times) lost, heroes were minted, and literally millions of fans for the past 100 years have paraded through, cheering in unison when the Sox make a great play, and falling silent in unison when the other guys do.

There's just something about sports that connects us. People from all economic, social, racial, and religious stripes will always come together and cheer passionately for a team beloved for no other reason than geography. It's not just a present day connection, either. Our fathers, grandfathers, and great-grandfathers all watched and cheered players in these same parks (if we're lucky enough to live in a city that has an old park.) There's something very comforting in knowing three strikes will always make an out, and children will always wait in the stands, dreaming of being on that field some day. In all the seriousness and trouble in the world around us, we need sports.

Of course, it also doesn't hurt that the Sox just won their 7th staight! Go Red Sox!