Boston at Night
See the Boston Braves play the Boston Red Stockings?
Walking towards the last game we had tickers for? Two elderly gentlemen, thick New York accents, look at me, I look down at the map on the phone, and one guys asks if I’m going to Fenway. I say yes, and his comment?
“I’m following him. He has a Boston hat on.”
I allowed as I wasn’t from around here, but if you followed the one set of phone directions? It pointed a sketchy pathway, down in the Fens, one might suggest, spooky.
Turn one corner and the edge of the Green Monster hovering into the line of sight.
“There you go,” I pointed.
Boston at Night
The yellow “city connect” Boston jerseys look great, and the patch on the arm? “617,” the MA area code. I admire that.
I’m reppin’ 210 (two-ten).
After one of the night games, listened as the crowd of — ball park holds 37K, not quite a sell-out, but assorted staff, traffic, and handlers? Probably 40K drifting off into the night, down the highways, byways, and sidewalks.
“See,” the guy was explaining to his date, “the Braves are like the best in baseball right now. The Sox are at the bottom, but they almost won. Anything can happen on any night in baseball. That’s why it’s so exciting.”
Valiant effort, but judging from the girlfriend’s response, she didn’t get it.
Boston at Night
Not sure which university, there’s what, three in a row? Harvard, Cambridge, MIT? Not sure. BU, too. Boston medical. Boston Legal? At least one was graduating — scattered proud parents and young ones with cap and gowns of varying degrees.
Boston at Night
In the novel, Paradox, the main character prefers Cafe Bustelo coffee. The vacation rental in Boston? AirBnB? Ran out of coffee for the diminutive coffee maker, so it was back to leftover instant. Always carry a spare.
Boston at Night
The series went to the Braves, with a close first game an awful second game going to Boston, and then a third game that was blowout. I love the Boston Red Sox fans and the fan base.
Bottom of the 9th inning. The best hitter just flyed out. Two outs. Two strikes, no balls. A lone fan shouts out, ‘C’mon Boston, you got this!”
Strike 3. Game.
Boston at Night
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