I cried when the Red Sox won the World Series in 2004, it was the first baseball championship brought to the city of Boston since 1918. I cried when they won it again in 2007. I've never cried when they lost.

And why is that important? Yesterday I cried after watching a video produced by the Boston Red Sox for the It Gets Better Project, a movement dedicated to producing inspirational messages to LGBT people facing bullying. I cried because I felt proud of a team that's been a huge part of my life. The video was a complete surprise and made me feel more a part of a team I loved in professional sports; a place where LGBT rights and equality aren't always on the agenda.

I'm American, and lived in the USA all my life until 2006 when I moved to Liverpool. I'm originally from Connecticut, a state in New England, which is Boston Red Sox territory. Growing up my family would drive to Boston in the summer to watch the Red Sox play. It was one of those family traditions that you'll always remember and those times spent in the stands at Fenway Park are unforgettable, some of the best memories I have of childhood.

For me, my family, and most of my friends (some friends growing up were New York Yankees fans, but we don't need to talk about them here!) the Red Sox were our club. It was the equivalent of our LFC, or Everton, it was something that defined who you were. As I moved out of Connecticut to go to University in Maryland I always retained my loyalty to the Red Sox. I may not have always been the best fan, but through the years my passion for the Red Sox grew, as did my love of baseball, and when I moved to the UK I brought it with me.

I ended up here when my old job moved me to Liverpool. I lost that job but decided to stay because I absolutely fell in love with this city. There's just something about the place, words can't really describe it for me. Well, maybe one word, Home. It is, it's quite funny actually since I don't really know why I feel so at home here. It hasn't always been easy, I did get roughed up a bit in the hello gorgeous kebab shop that one time, but that didn't make me think twice about this city. I just got on with it. I'm now in the process of applying for permanent residency, so yeah, it really is home.

I'm quite proud to be a part of Liverpool Pride, and I'm proud of this city as a whole. Whenever someone says anything bad about Liverpool I defend this city as if it was my own. So what's the connection here? I brought something from my home with me, the Red Sox. I actually have a subscription to MLB.tv so I can watch the games online here.

The Red Sox and Liverpool Football Club are now owned by the same people, so there's the big connection. It's kind of a crazy connection for me to have come all this way and have something that means so much to the people of Liverpool, LFC, have a connection with something that means so much to me, the Red Sox. And after seeing the Red Sox speak out about LGBT people being bullied, I hoped that maybe that kind of movement could also form a connection across the Atlantic.

So what do you say LFC? Sometimes connections cannot be ignored, and sometimes it's just the right thing to do. As we approach another Pride festival this year maybe a new connection can be made among the LGBT people of Liverpool and one of their great passions.