Thursday, September 22, 2016

60. Fantastic Fenway

Week 60  9/12/16

Becky asked me for a birthday suggestion and I said "Lets go to a Red Sox game."  We picked out a Monday night game date with the Orioles coming to town with the two teams near the top of the standings trying to make the playoffs.  Remembering a fun night a few years back with Ben in the bleachers, I thought it would be cool to view the game from 450 feet from home plate again.  We landed seats in section 36; straight away center field some 23 rows back in the infamous triangle. These arrangements set the stage for the rest of the day.
A mid afternoon subway ride in from Wellesley dropped us off in Kenmore Square where we walked around the Back Bay along Com Ave, Boylston Street, and Newbury Street stopping by some statues for photos and admiring the fancy architecture.

 I was also impressed by the elaborate landscaping lavished on the tiny front yards of some of the apartment buildings.
We walked from there back to the Fenway area
and settled on a pub restaurant with outdoor seating on Landsdowne Street for an early dinner and people watching.  We saw some couples wearing opposing jerseys (Sox vs Orioles), agreeing to disagree; a comforting sight.
The game was amazing with the Sox pounding out over a dozen hits and their $30,000,000 pitcher holding the Orioles in check. I kept an unofficial scorecard, as usual.

 Though Fenway may be "America's most beloved ballpark" it really shows its age when it comes to the overall comfort and convenience for the fans.  We had dozens of people walk in front of us constantly throughout the game mainly because of the seating arrangements.  Parking in the area goes for upwards of $50 and you're bombarded with advertising and loud announcements. Many of the fans spent most of their time and attention texting or otherwise staring at their phones. I guess there are lots of reasons to go to a professional sporting event and only one of them is to actually watch the game and appreciate the performance of the athletes.

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