On Tuesday we went to a Boston Red Sox game at Fenway Park. Thanks to Brenda, we scored great seats (on the 3rd base line-- which an avid baseball fan told me is the best location!). Brenda said we had to wear Red Sox shirts to the game. Ms. L already had one, but she was most concerned that I did not, because "Brenda said" we had to wear one to the game. I finally bought on on Tuesday afternoon. I wasn't sure we would actually make the game, since it had been raining all day, so I was a little reluctant to invest in a shirt I couldn't wear. But alas, the sun came out (or at least the rain stopped) and we went to the game.

We rode the T with all the other fans to Fenway Park. We found our seats and then went back to the concourse for food. "Brenda said" we had to eat a Fenway Frank, so we made sure to do that. Ms. L got a few laughs out of the sign on the Fenway Franks box that the boys who sell food in the stand carry. It said, "Also available in grocery stores except in New York." I also learned something about New Englad buns (oh, so that is what the Maine lobster roll was served on). Since we were at the game, we also had to eat peanuts (skipped the popcorn) and ice cream served in Red Sox helmets. Never mind that we were shivering from the cold and snuggling to keep warm (should have worn long pants on this trip).

The game was fabulous. I always thought MLB baseball was so boring until I went to my first ATL Braves game. Now I love it. This was my fifth MLB game-- and definitely the one with the most fan spirit. Sox fans are the best.

Brenda told us that a tradition at Fenway is that at the bottom of the 8th the fans sing Neil Diamond's song "Sweet Caroline." After the phrase "Good times never felt so good," the fans chant "So good! So good! So good!" Oh... so now the Boston Pops concert on July 3rd made so much more sense-- that is why the audience added their own additions to the song.
It started raining about the bottom of the 8th. The game ended in the 9th just before the rain got too bad. It was fun to see them covering the field to protect it from major mud puddles due to all the rain Boston had received.


Getting home from the game was another adventure. The T was packed with people. But the MBTA was prepared with extra cars and it went rather quickly.

The "Green Monster" (or Monstuh) A ball hit here is a home run.
Thanks Brenda for helping us score tickets to a Sox game!
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We believe Fenway Park is a Holy place (okay, maybe it's just Greg that thinks that . . . I just respect his reverence for it). Is Brad still speaking to you now that you've been on enemy grounds?
Wow -- those were great seats! Thanks to Brenda for her great connections!!
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