Hello, from your resident Nova Scotian! As you may not be aware, it's Nova Scotia Day today at Fenway Park! I wouldn't blame you if you weren't aware...because I wasn't aware until very recently. And I'm a Nova Scotian! If I had known sooner, I would be there for sure...perhaps even with a contingent of fellow Bluenosers. But, with a wedding to plan for, last minute jaunts are out of the question.

You may not be aware that Nova Scotia and Boston hold close ties. Each Christmas, the province of Nova Scotia sends a Nova Scotia Christmas tree to Boston to thank them for their assistance following the Halifax Explosion in 1917.

Two cargo ships collided in Halifax Harbour, one packed with explosives and artillery to be shipped overseas for WWI, creating the largest man-made, non-military explosion in history, killing about 2000 people and flattening a good chunk of the city. The state of Massachusetts and the Boston Red Cross responded immediately with aid, and we have been eternally grateful.

Also, we both have distinct accents, and yet mock each other's accents apparently oblivious to the fact that our own accent is equally mock-able. The city of Halifax and the city of Boston have similar...vibes. It's hard to explain, really. As I walked around Boston a couple of summers ago, I felt like I had somehow left America and entered another place entirely. Not that Boston is in any way un-American or anything, but there was a noticeable difference in that city as opposed to the (admittedly limited) other places I've been in the States. I informed my girlfriend that I could absolutely live in that city.

So, this is what I ask of you, dear NESN viewers and Red Sox fans. Let me know who threw out the first pitch and if they mention anything about it on the broadcast. Given a couple more months, I would have been lobbying for that honour myself, donning a kilt with a Nova Scotia tartan, a Sox Jersey, and a smile.

Go Sox.