You've got to be very careful if you don't know where you are going, because you might not get there-- Yogi Berra

It's the top of the eighth and the hometown boys are up by an insurance run and the guy everyone wants on the mound is there...we got this one...we do...and then we don't. The air sucks out of the stadium and the only sound is the collective jaw of Redsox nation hitting the floor. We are surprised, but not really. Disappointed to be sure, but its nothing we have not experienced before.
A single baseball game is such a great metaphor for life...even when you think you have it in the bag, something out of left field snatches defeat from the jaws of victory...in a blink it is all different.
When we think we know where we are going and the path ahead seems bathed in sunshine, its best to remember when you get to the fork in the road, you should take it...because you never know how quickly that sunshine can turn into a threatening storm that delays your game.
Remember, too, that there are only so many at bats in this game...don't waste them.