May 20, 2003

I went to Red Sox vs. Yankees last night at Fenway. My third baseball game. Guys with coolers on their heads kept yelling: “Sports Bras!” Not sure what that was about. At one point, a wave of humans headed directly toward me but I held my breath and ducked for safety. The score was pretty much 7-2 all night. A drunk Yankee fan right behind me yelled to a drunk Red Sox fan right in front of me: “Why don’t you go get a Fenway Frank to go with your 2 home runs.” They carried on until Boston lost his voice and New York said: “I’m too drunk to talk. You win. But the Red Sox still suck.” It was good times.

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