They'll pass over the money without even thinking about it; for it is money they have and peace they lack.
  -James Earl Jones "Field of Dreams"
and don't go mistaking paradise for that home across the road
  -Bob Dylan "Ballad of Frankie Lee and Judas Priest"

Sunday, June 10, 2007

Let's go Red Sox ... not

The day started out badly. I was to go to game 3 of the Red Sox series with Mike. I originally had tickets for Saturday's game but at some point I realized there there were two problems. First, Susan had gotten plane tickets to go to San Francisco to see John this weekend, second, I got invited to a wedding on Saturday night that I really had to go to. So I traded with Jodi for Sunday's game and asked Mike to go. I had been looking forward to it but there was an email from Mike when I woke up that said that he and his family were sick and he could not make it. He felt bad about it and when I talked to him on the phone he sounded really out of it. I first planned to just go downtown and scalp the tickets then come home and watch on TV but then I looked on the internet and there was a single ticket available that sounded really good, so I bought it online and then scalped my two tickets. When I got there I was pleasantly surprised. I had thought the seat was more or less straight down from where we usually sit, just above the owners' box, but it turned out to be right behind home plate, three rows above the luxury suite that you see on TV behind the plate. I was reluctant to go at all because the Red Sox fans had more or less taken over the stadium and were being loud and obnoxious and their team had won the first two. There were a bunch of these people around me, but actually more (but quieter) Diamondbacks fans. The area that I sat in was dominated by scouts. I think that the bottom few rows are reserved for scouts and that they claim the middle seats first but that the remaining seats are released on game day if not sold. I really wonder what is up with these Red Sox fans. They are all decked out in jerseys that say Ortiz and Papelbon and such what. If they are local, what do with their little costumes? Do they wear them in front of the TV when they watch the Red Sox? Or do they actually travel from Boston to games like this? Do they wear their Schilling jerseys on the plane? Anyway, this was the perfect storm. The game was tied for most of it, first 0-0 and then in the fourth it became 1-0 Boston but quickly 1-1 in the bottom of the same inning. Both Johnson and Dice-K were on top of their games. Finally the Dbacks scored another run in the sixth and it was 2-1 until they scored 3 more in the 8th, primarily on a 2-base 2-run throwing error by the Boston reliever on a Carlos Quentin bunt. Still they chanted Let's go Red Sox like they were at a high school football game right up to the end. This was one of the better games that I have attended. It is too bad that Mike was sick and couldn't make it.

1 comment:

mikeb said...

I knew it was going to be good with that pitching match up. Great to see you still got to have a good time. We'll make it up sometime soon.