I am a huge red sox fan and would love to see them win the world series but have been getting convicted by the amount time that goes into these events.Could interject Greg's oft used quote "BALANCE".I understand the extremes extremely well. Being at one time a complete and total sports nut and to some extent still am, it's just taken a whole new paradigm shift in the past couple of years. It's not even a matter of putting it into some kind of priorities listing.Oh you wouldn't believe how bad it was...Before being abducted from above we certainly had our 'gods', everything revolved around football, baseball, basketball, hockey. Game days would bring out our offerings and superstitions. Laying out our garb before the high priest TV, pennants and t-shirts, everything and anything that would give our team and edge, or so we would think. Then there was the drink offerings, which were really consumed in vast quantities, maybe if we had poured them out we would have spared some brain cells. It's almost comical now if it wasn't at the same time sobering.How fanatical? As a Shark fan, had fins on my truck rack, later on the license plate on my Jeep read "BLEED TL" for 'bleed teal' (The Sharks colors) since have had a blood transfusion, but there is some traces left in the DNA :-P ...God has given us all things to enjoy and don't see a need to defend or detract from doing that in balance. At least sports in and of themselves aren't scripted nor come with a laugh track built in. Sadly all the advertisement now attached to it and the other baggage, fanaticism and even the sad results of this woman...sin hasn't left anything untouched in it's wake upon this earth.Back at it's core I find it still can be enjoyed for what it is without it becoming anything more than that now. God is first and foremost in all things.So brother I hear not only your warnings but also your pain as a long suffering Red Sox fan :-) Yeah, I jumped on the bandwagon perhaps even earlier, which I always do when my teams get bumped off. You got a couple of our guy's over there now (From the A's). We went through this last year with the 'evil empire' (that would be the Yankees for those listening in here) and even that brutal head collision served as a helpful reminder of what constitutes priorities. Better fill in that.Last year these same two teams met up in the playoffs and at one point two of the Red Sox players collided in the outfield going after a pop fly. One was Johnny Damon the other..don't recall now, but it sent a wave of silence over everyone. Very serious, I thought Damon was dead. Who says that baseball isn't a violent sport? Real close call.Besides, it is easier to root for this band of misfits, these scrappy 'who's your daddy' pitching, John the baptist looking (Damon), blue collar, pine tar covered bunch. You guy's have suffered long enough...just as long as you can stay away from another game 7.So unapologetically I can say:Go Red Sox!