Why am I doing this?

What's the point anymore? That's the question I'm asking myself a lot lately.


For my whole life, sports have been a very important part of me. I still tell myself that I remember the Twins winning the World Series in 1991, even though I was barely 3 years-old at the time. Every aspect of my life has revolved around playing, watching, or writing about sports.


Fast forward 27 years, and that most likely made-up memory of sports goodness is all I have. As a Minnesota sports fan, there have been very few highs and a lot of lows. Aside from the amazing run of the Minnesota Lynx, this state has been a championship graveyard for years.


With each passing year, and each passing failure, that burning passion of sports is slowly fading. I have a beautiful wife Sara and an amazing son Quinton who now take up most of my love and time. Don't get me wrong, I still watch sports on a regular basis. However, while I watch the Twins play the White Sox on a Tuesday night when it's beautiful outside I ask the question, what's the point anymore?


I feel like starting this blog will help me answer that question. I will be looking back at some of the heartbreaking moments as a Minnesota sports fan, as well as my thoughts about what is happening currently.


It might be therapeutic, it might be terrible. Either way, it will help pass the time until the next heartbreak.