In many ways I am a control freak. I want things done a certain way. The right way. And I will work very hard to make sure I get the end result. Don't get me wrong. I love a good time. And I am the first to say it is important to celebrate life's big and little accomplishments, especially in light of today's stories.

I am just sick to my stomach thinking about what transpired in Cheshire at the Petit home. It is a tragedy of unthinkable proportions. My prayers go out to the family and to the community. Why was this seemingly perfect family a victim to ramdom, senseless violence? Why?

Jon Lester probably asked himself the same question. Why? He was cruising along in his rookie season with the Red Sox when he was diagnosed with cancer last August. It turned out to be a treatable form of lymphoma. But when you are a 23 year old professional athlete diagnosed with a potentially deadly disease it is devastating. Lester's return tonight in Cleveland is a wonderful story.

I am only mentioning the tragedy in Cheshire with the celebration of sorts in Cleveland because it illustrates the moral of my story. Control what you can. But always remember that there is a greater force in the universe controlling everything. Sometimes we are simply powerless. Sometimes life can be completely random. Sometimes life is not fair: Today in Cheshire it was downright cruel. Tonight in Cleveland it was uplifting.