After watching the Red Sox pummel the Rockies last night, I'm still not sure who I'm rooting for. Living in Boston for 11 years, including 1986 , I've long been a part of Red Sox nation. My first apartment after college was about 3 blocks from Fenway Park. But I've now been living in Boulder for 12 years, and the Rockies run up to the World Series has been surprising and inspiring and wonderful. Brad has been wearing his Red Sox jacket around town this week, but more as a provocation than an actual statement of allegiance.
I was hoping for close, well-played games and that I'd be happy whichever team won, and would feel badly for the losers like I always do. Tonight I'll definitely be cheering for the Rockies.