I love you. I really do. You know more about baseball than anyone else on TV. You might be one of the most knowledgeable men of our time. We all know that you are required to report about all the teams fairly, but you are a Sox fan. You grew up a Sox fan and you remain a Sox fan. It is in your blood. I love watching you on baseball Tonight, especially when you are contradicting that fat ass John Kruk. I look at your preseason reports to help me pick my fantasy team and many times one of your prospects has helped me out. I hung on to Johan Santana last year on your suggestion and he ended up winning the Cy Young award. Thanks for that. But for the love of God what the hell are you doing in this picture. It is embarrassing enough that Bronson Arroyo is making CD's and recruiting fellow teammates to help him out. Dirty Water was just fine when the Standells did it, Bronson is pushing it a little. Then there was Johnny Damon taking the stage with some Detroit band before the home run derby. Johnny doesn't realize that we get it, he has long hair, he thinks he is a rock star, but he cannot sing. We all know it. His is having an amazing season so we can forgive him for his off field ridiculousness. But Peter, not you too! I know that this is for charity. I know that it raising a ton of money. But you look like you forgot your metamucil this morning. Seriously. You probably think that it helps to have Wake standing behind you doing his best Tim McGraw impression, but it doesn't. It just makes you look like some old guy that jumped the stage at the county fair. You are the best baseball commentator of your generation, stop with the Marty McFly routine. Please. On behave of the rest of the Red Sox Nation, stop. Just stop.