In Boston, we always look forward to April, when the April showers bring May flowers and the Red Sox start playing. In celebration of the start of baseball, the Red Sox in their capitalistic ways, auction off tickets to the high bidder and hold lotteries for the opportunity to buy tickets to the coveted series, which always includes the World Champion Boston Red Sox versus the Evil Empire (the New York Yankees). What a world, I have to enter a lottery to have the opportunity to buy tickets. Don't we just love Fenway Park and the Red Sox?
So I am glad to say that we won the opportunity to buy Yankees tickets and experience the world's most famous rivalry. We try and go to at least one game a season, but with tickets prices so high we haven't had the opportunity to go since my days working at Coke. Those were the good times; we'd get free parking and box seats... Can you believe those tickets now cost $325.00 a piece. So I have to say putting that into perspective, the $12.00 per ticket we paid to go to the game was the bargain of the century.
After securing tickets for the game of the century, well actually just an early weekend game against New York, we had to decide who we wanted to take with us. Knowing that our goal in life is to teach the younger generation that the Red Sox are the greatest baseball team ever, we asked our friends Brooke and Peter Elton if they would like to introduce their young son Benson to Fenway Park and the Boston Red Sox. This was especially important, since they are moving to Germany in May and we needed to make sure that their Boston roots run deep, at least on the baseball field. All was set for the Delaney-Vincent and Elton Clan's trip to Fenway Park.
Fenway is full of electricity on game day and it's always exciting to see Red Sox Nation at full force, especially when the Evil Empire is in town. Weather reports for the weekend were iffy, but the rain clouds held off until 8th inning, when Jonathan Paplebon came out to shut down the Yanks and the team decided that multi-million dollar ball players can't get wet, hence the tarp on the field. Don't you just love open air stadiums and pansy a** ballplayers (I couldn't think of a better descriptor) or maybe it was a marketing opportunity for Bob's Stores (the official clothing store of the Boston Red Sox). Capitalism at it's finest.
2 comments:
If I could only express my envy on your trip to the ball park. I think this is one of my most favorite post's I've read in a long time. Witty and well written. I'm jealous. Very, very jealous.
Benson and I enjoyed the best hour ever at the Red Sox game with you guys! He will always be able to say that he was an original Sox fan!!!
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