fenwaydav's Blog

Do you know what happens when you go to watch a game at Fenway Park on May 2 and it's 45 degree's and raining?  It not being fun is the least of the problems.  A 7:05 game that doesn't start till 9:30 is not a good thing.  Before the first ball is even thrown out,  people who drink are pretty wasted to say the least.  I bought my friend Lorna to the game with me who had never seen a professional game and Never saw Fenway Park.   My favorite seats in grandstand proved to be the only saving grace in a evening of total disasters.  The fact that these seats were under cover at least kept us dry.  Before we left the house I had the weather on.   Even a lay person like myself  saw the rain that was left had the slightest cover of Boston.  He said (NOT FOX) it's moving east and should be out of here within moments.   I figured by the time I walked to Fenway from my apartment it should just about be over.   It wasn't.  It got worse.  We sat and watched the rain pick up intensity and the cold wind blow in.  Lorna was raped in two blankets and she was still freezing.  It would let up almost to a stop and start all over again.  The giant screen was showing the Celtics and I thought if I wanted to see the Celtics I would have stayed home.  I was praying for it to be called already and it wasn't.  When the crew started to remove the tarp the crowd went wild.  I said to Lorna it would still be a half hour before it started.  I was wrong, it was 45 min.  I know this is the nature of baseball at Fenway or any place for that matter.   It really wasn't the 100 dollars any more.  I got the tickets a couple of months ago and that money wasn't fresh in my mind any more.  I was really excited that Buchholz was pitching.   At the third out in the bottom of the 2nd I looked over to Lorna and asked if she was ready to leave and she couldn't say yes quick enough.  I was so looking forward for the 7th inning stretch and the 8th inning singing of Sweet Caroline, she would have got a kick out of that.  I walked home and 10 minutes later I was watching the game from a warm apartment.  I didn't turn Lorna into a Red Sox Fan or a Fenway Park fan.  To bad for her.