Thursday, October 13, 2011

Boys of Summer book Entry #65

Leaving Fenway...

Mom:
We saw Johnny Damon who was being so sweet to the kids. We went up on top of the Green Monster. The whole experience was surreal.
I had a Fenway Frank. It was great. I loved being there. The only thing that was hard is the seats were so small!


Dad:
After a couple of innings we return to our seats to watch the Red Sox beat the Rangers 7-0. The crowd is large and enthusiastic but not too rowdy.

Bob:
Then up to the monster where we almost got drilled by a couple of balls and met a number of great members of the Red Sox Nation. We actually got invited to stay with a couple in Chicago when we go there in a couple of weeks just by meeting and befriending a couple of Chicago transplants who were in Boston to see their beloved Sox for the night!

We got interviewed by Channel 5 and by Colleen, also, for the Red Sox local Show. We got to see the game from so many interesting angles -- it was amazing. Met Colleen’s Dad -- sat five feet from the game. What a great guy. I met a fan who loved our story so much he gave us $40 to have a couple of beers or, “for whatever you want to use it for,” as he said.

Wow.

I scored a free peppers and onion sandwich on top of the monster (delicious) thanks to a kindly vendor closing up shop. Hats, shirts and an awesome throwback ball were also gifted to us courtesy of Colleen. Wow -- A-Freaking-Mazing. A great game. So much love. All that was left was the train ride home.

So we’re waiting in a long line to get on the train, which doesn’t bother any of us because we’re all floating on air by this point, and suddenly we see a guy and girl (who I’ll refer to as “The Couple” from here on out) appear out of nowhere. They look as if they’re going to cut to the front of the line. 

“The line starts back there” a voice in the line says.

The Couple turns around, stares.

“Who said that?” She, of “The Couple”, demands. And His face, God His face...His top lip was curled up the bottom one hung down, revealing sharply angled teeth and an expression that said he’d just recently been hit by an Andre Agassi two-handed backhand.

There was no response from the line beyond silence. 

“We’re walking, faggot,” He says.

The Couple turns and, indeed walks on the overpass. There is murmuring from a couple guys in the crowd.

“Bet you five bucks that kid can’t keep his yap shut,” someone says.

From the overpass, He calls out: “You see? We’re walking!”

From the line: “Thanks, you just made me five bucks!”

Dad:
The line to board the train was two blocks long but moved quickly. We are very happy with our decision to ride the train. Parking cost (from what we saw) $20 - $50 per car and traffic is at a dead standstill.

Mom:

The train was SRO (standing room only) on the way back. Everyone was talking to everyone else. I loved it. The people who owned the house we were staying at had arrived. We sat up and talked to them. I did feel a little guilty because we put their daughter our of their bed. But they were very kind.

Bob:

We get back to Newton. Annamaria and I go next door to interview some very cool artists who had heard about our adventure.

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