I was having a discussion with one of my best friends the other day, and we got on to the topic of being passionate/having a passion. She ended up asking me why I love the Red Sox, and I found it kind of hard to answer. It’s like asking someone why they love their family… you can’t explain it, you just do. She thought it was weird that I have a passion for watching other people perform their passion; she thought that you should have a passion for something that you create. I suppose I have a passion for writing, I mean, I kind of religiously maintain this blog. But, I still think that I have a passion for the Red Sox, and that all you baseball fans out there have a passion for your team. I told her that baseball brings people together in a kind of way that nothing else can, it provides you with some kind of excitement that nothing else can, it’s life changing. Some of the relationships you have with people wouldn’t even be existent if baseball didn’t exist. I told her that most of the time, I’d rather stay home and watch a game than go out on a Friday night. It’s just not the same when you watch it the next day. There’s a kind of anxious feeling that you get… when the count is 0-2 on Dustin Pedroia and there are two outs in the bottom of the sixth inning and you’re down by a run. Even if it’s not a playoff game, it’s still exciting. Whenever I get a boyfriend, (that is, if I can find it within myself to put up with the guys at my school) I’ll go out to dinner with them on a Friday night… it just has to be a nice sports bar where I can watch the Red Sox game, or Sports Center for updates (they don’t have NESN down in FL). If not, I’d be constantly checking my cell phone for updates about the game. I told my friend that you live and die with your team, and she thought that it was a little extreme, but for me, and I’m sure for a lot of you, that it’s true. So granted, we’re all passionate about our teams, but I still think that we can have a passion for our teams too. I downloaded Robert Lovett Crawford’s, the vice president of RSN, song ‘I’m a Member of a Red Sox Nation’ from his blog ‘It’s a Kind of Family, It’s a Kind of Insanity’ and I think we can all agree that “we live and die with [insert team’s name pride] for eternity]. From the types of people that I’ve met on this site, I can deduce that defining characteristics of us all is loving our teams. I’d be willing to bet that your friends associate you with loving your team almost immediately when they think of you. If baseball didn’t exist, I think that a lot of people would be really different.