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The Shrine of the Green Monster
The bus back to Boston (well, to Revere Beach) was slow and I didn't have time to stop off at the hotel before taking the T to Fenway Park. I refer to any excursion there as a pilgrimage to the shrine of the Green Monster and I remain convinced that it is one of the most perfect places on the planet. The game started off well, with J.D. Drew and Manny hitting back to back home runs in the bottom of the first. The only run the Orioles got was in the top of the 3rd when I had to use the lady's room and couldn't exercise my protective powers :)
The bottom of the 3rd is when things exploded, as the O's pitcher had no control. He gave up 7 runs, including Youk's grand slam homer. It was awesome and, unlike the game I went to at Camden Yards several weeks ago, I could shout as loud as I wanted to. The Sox eventually won 12-1.
I did see a few signs of the decline of Western civilization, however. A dozen or so people actually left before the end of the game, for example. More egregiously, Wally was walking around in the stands while there was action on the field. (Wally is the Sox mascot, a cross between the famous left field wall and the abominable snowman.) If there must be mascots, they should be chained in cages while play is going on.
Still, the spirit at Fenway is unique. The only real downside of my pilgrimage is that I've now been walking around humming "Sweet Caroline" for the past couple of days.
The bottom of the 3rd is when things exploded, as the O's pitcher had no control. He gave up 7 runs, including Youk's grand slam homer. It was awesome and, unlike the game I went to at Camden Yards several weeks ago, I could shout as loud as I wanted to. The Sox eventually won 12-1.
I did see a few signs of the decline of Western civilization, however. A dozen or so people actually left before the end of the game, for example. More egregiously, Wally was walking around in the stands while there was action on the field. (Wally is the Sox mascot, a cross between the famous left field wall and the abominable snowman.) If there must be mascots, they should be chained in cages while play is going on.
Still, the spirit at Fenway is unique. The only real downside of my pilgrimage is that I've now been walking around humming "Sweet Caroline" for the past couple of days.