Very Sweet Caroline
Once again, sports has gotten in the driver’s seat to show the rest of us what is really important. When we get down to the heart of it all, when we expose the foundation of what makes everything tick, once again sports has let us know that its love. The greatest rivalry in all of sports gave us a blueprint for how to deal with a tragedy, even when it’s your enemy that is dealing with it, you give them support, you let them know you are there for them.
Along with a moment of silence at the beginning of the game, the New York Yankees, The Evil Empire, The Curse of the Bambino, played the quintessential Boston Red Sox song, “Sweet Caroline,” and I guarantee all those Yankees fans sang their hearts out.
It doesn’t get any better than that. I don’t think it could be more transcendent than the Yankees paying tribute to the Red Sox because they are hurting and they are in pain because of an attack on their city. Rivalry aside, New York is there for Boston. Two fan bases that would spit on each other any other day of the week. It is a beautiful thing.
This is why we love sports. It has the power to do things that nothing else can. You would have to live under a rock to not understand the animosity between these two franchises, yet they could come together in a time of need. Where else do enemies help each other in a time of need? Nowhere.
There isn’t much else to say. It was amazing to see the Yankees reaching out to the Red Sox. I think we should reflect on what is happening on a grand level and bring it back to us as individuals. Do we react appropriately? Will we be there when someone needs us, even if we don’t like them? If we haven’t in a while, have we told our loved ones that we love them? Even if there has been some tension in the past?
Heal Boston. Heal marathoners. Heal families. Find a way to turn tragedy in to triumph. Show them that you can’t be knocked down. Love, @JoeyWestCoast.