Actually, the guy who mentioned the rally caps was one of the older guys
that was dropping the F-bombs behind us - probably mid to late 40's -
you know, really old.
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From: [email protected]
[mailto:[EMAIL PROTECTED] On Behalf Of Tom Salemi
Sent: Friday, October 17, 2008 1:26 PM
To: [email protected]
Subject: Re: Un-glued
You probably would have tossed in. "I've bought these tickets
long before you were even born."
On Fri, Oct 17, 2008 at 1:18 PM, Ray Salemi <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
wrote:
I'm such a curmudgeon. When the kid jumped down and
said, "I saw your rally caps. Don't think I didn't notice." My first
thought was a sarcastic, "Well thank God for that, kid. I was afraid I
might not get your approval."
On Fri, Oct 17, 2008 at 11:56 AM, Steve Gendron
<[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote:
I was at the game last night. Terry Francona
said it best in his interview after the game: "They had their way with
us in every way possible, and then this place came un-glued."
It was surreal. The place was in a coma since
BJ Upton hit his 2 run homer in the first inning (BTW - can somebody
tell me how a guy with 9 HRs in 531 ABs during the regular season
manages to have 6 in 9 playoff games?). I was mostly annoyed with the
people around us during the game. The guys behind us were drunk and
dropping F-bombs in every sentence. Not that my 15 year-old son has
heard a few f-bombs from time to time, but it was a bit much. The fat
lady next to me with the pink Red Sox earrings kept telling me what a
great fan she was and how many big games she has seen. Two drunk
college kids a couple rows in front of us kept getting on their chars to
start "Let's go Red Sox" chants and get the crowd into it, but the
response was lackluster. People started leaving in about the fifth
inning, and when Upton hit a two run double off Papelbon in the seventh
there was a steady stream of people leaving. The drunk kids started
waving to the people leaving saying "you'll be sorry tomorrow." I think
they are right.
When Jed Lowrie scored on a Dustin Pedroia two
out RBI single in the seventh. The bleachers finally got on their feet.
When Papi followed with a three run homer right in front of us in the
right field corner, we were on our feet to stay. Suddenly, people
started joining in on the chants of the college kids. The drunk guys
behind us started to seem funny. We were high fiving. The fat lady was
still mainly annoying but she was easier to ignore. You started to
think, could it be possible? When JD Drew cranked another 2-run homer
near the same spot as Papi's, I kid you not, we were hugging each other.
The love fest continued right through Coco's amazing 10 pitch at bat
that culminated in a game tying base hit.
In the ninth when the ball came off JD Drew's
bat with two outs and Youkilis on second, it was again, coming right at
us. Initially I was hoping it would fall in front of the right fielder,
then I realized it was rising and thought, damn he's going to catch it,
but when I saw Gabe Gross (Lowell River Rat) turn toward the wall and
the ball continue to rise, I knew it was falling in and we would win.
The place turned into a freaking mosh pit. Everyone was jumping and
dancing to the tune of dirty water. I had no idea what was happening on
the field. One of the drunk guys behind us jumped into our row and
slurred, "I saw you guys go with the rally-caps in the seventh inning,
that's what made the difference, don't think I didn't notice." The
college kids became our best friends hugging and dancing with us. I got
a picture of them on my phone with my son Mike. I think we might start
trading Christmas Cards this year.
Jacked with adrenaline, Mike and I went down to
watch the post game interviews at the Red Sox dugout. With the other
fans there we cheered Mike Lynch, Steve Burton and Lou Mer-Lon-i
(clap,clap, clap-clap-clap). As we walked through Kenmore Square
everyone was high fiving everyone else. Hungry from our adventure, we
stopped inhale pizza at Little-Steve's (something I truly regret this
morning). Mike fell asleep before we got to 95, and I was fighting to
keep my eyes open as we approached 495. We pulled into the driveway at
2AM.
This game rivals Game 4 of the ALCS against the
Yankees in 2004 (which I also attended) for excitement level. Maybe
even better given the magnitude of the comeback. Maybe we can get the
same result in the series? Just maybe, if the real Josh Beckett shows
up?
Steve
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