My friend, Smokey, from back at home hooked me up with one of the greatest gifts someone can give. In all honesty, he really didn't have to do much, but none-the-less thought of me, and came through big time. He was able to secure tickets for me for a MLB Dream Day. What is MLB Dream Day you ask? Come and ride with me and I will show you my adventure.
I live in the quaint city of Providence, RI. Home of the mob, horrendous accents, and outrageous New England sports fans. One really interesting thing about Providence is that it is only about 45 minutes from downtown Boston. Smokey knew this, and signed me up for a dream day at Fenway. Last Monday, my dream day began:
4:00pm - Arrived at Fenway for a behind the scenes tour. I've been on this tour before, and it is truly interesting. However, after you hear the same story of Carlton Fisk waving the ball fair, the countless reasons why the Red Sox never one a World Series until '04, and constant Yankee bashing throughout, the tour begins to drag. I will say that if you have never been to Fenway, the tour is a must. It costs about 5-10 dollars and takes you to all of the great parts of the ball park, from the Budwieser Roof Deck, to the Green Monster Seats, down to the field and in the dugouts.
4:45pm - Our tour of Fenway was coming to a close, and the real fun was about to begin...or so we thought...The deal was, that we get to be on the field for the Red Sox batting practice. To me, this would be the highlight of the trip. Not too many people get to stand next to the players, and watch them take bp. I had envisioned doing handshakes with Manny, trading autographs with Ortiz, getting photos with Lowell, Pedroia, and Varitek, and even convincing one of them to let me take a couple of hacks. Well, of course none of this was meant to be, mother nature, the bitch that she is, decided to spew her acid rain on the field...no bp today...
5:15pm - My day could have been completely ruined, had it not been for none other than Peter Gammons hanging out in the Red Sox dugout. This was his best attempt at the "shooter," and amazingly, this is the best one that I've had so far.
5:30pm - We are escorted to the State Street Pavilion below the upper deck to have dinner with a former Red Sox player. None of us knew who this guy would be, there were rumors that Jim Rice would surface, but this would turn out to be false. Instead we got Luis Tiant, and to be completely honest, I had absolutely no idea who he was. However, I still got him to sign a baseball, and take a picture with me. The dinner turned out to be pretty nice, with free booze and all you can eat. We started talking to the guy who set up the day, he told us had there been batting practice, we would have been on the field for bp shagging fly balls...ugh, what a kick in the balls...The highlight of the dinner was another showing by Peter Gammons at a table across from us. The young waitress actually carded him. The look on Gammons' face was pretty hilarious, but he clearly felt happy about it, and offered up his ID without batting an eye.
7:30pm - My friend and I are pretty toasty at this point, so we tried to sit in the section just outside of the State Street Pavilion. The ushers are pretty ruthless out there, we sat down for about 5 minutes, snapped a couple of photos before being asked to leave. We would repeat this process at least 4 more times before they finally just stopped us at the entrance to the section, and threatened to kick us out of the park.
8:00pm - We finally make it to our seats in the bleachers, not terrible seats, but certainly not the State Street Pavilion. Luckily there were a couple of good looking ladies from California sitting behind me, that I actually convinced that I was thrown in jail for streaking the night before. I told them that I started at Pesky's pole, raced all the way across the diamond before being stopped by Mike Lowell and one of his elbows. This went on for a while, until I got bored...Apparently during the game, Tim Wakefield took a no no into the 7th, I wasn't really paying attention...Unfortunately had to leave the game early, and head back to Providence...surgeries wait for no man...oh wait, that's not right....
All in all, I have to say that the MLB Dream Day was a good time, had we really got onto the field for bp, it would have been amazing! If you a chance comes up for you to get tickets to a dream day, try your best to get to one, you will be very happy in the end!
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