My Sox week-long adventure. Game 1.

What’s better than going to one Sox game this week? How about three…in a row. Oh yeah, I’m the lucky girl who gets to see the entire three-game Tampa Bay series this week and I couldn’t be happier. Sure it’s April and the weather isn’t exactly ideal, but it’s the Red Sox, it’s Fenway Park, and it’s me in the bleachers three nights in a row!! Sucks to be me this week, I say sarcastically, of course.

Anyway, Game one was last night and it went swimmingly. I went with two of the girls I was out with on Opening Day, exactly one week earlier. Heather bought the tickets and invited Amy, me, and their friend Lindsay along.
Weather conditions: Overcast and cool, but not raining. Highs in the low 50s.

Corresponding attire: I opted to go with a long sleeved white undershirt with my navy blue #34 David Ortiz T-shirt over it. On top of that, I wore a fitted gray pullover fleece with my cream down Gap vest and Red Sox scarf. Of course, I wore my navy Sox hat as well.

With the weather looking to be about the same tonight, I might…eeeeeek…wear almost the same thing, except for the under attire. I’m fully aware it’s a fashion faux-pa to be seen in the same place with the same attire two nights in a row, but I was really comfortable in it and think that’s the more important factor. Don’t throw stones, ladies because you all know you’ve done the same thing before. Anyway, I figure the only people I’m going to see are my Miller Lite guy, Phil, who’s a guy and probably won’t even notice, the staff at the Cask—who only saw me in my long and short-sleeved T-shirt last night, and a few other loyal fans who are going to their second game of the week who’s opinions I could care less about. There. It’s decided. I’m doing it.

Game was a blast and so far I’m 2-0 in games attended. Nice start. Some of my favorite parts?
* Interacting with the extremely drunk guy in the row in front of us. He couldn’t have been much older than 22, but he was absolutely hysterical. And what’s more important, is he found me hysterical two. I kept calling him my partner in crime. Towards the end of the night, he got a little annoying because he was TOO drunk, but oh well. We’ve all been there.

* Seeing the Sox hit in the clutch not once, not twice, but three times. It was simply glorious.

* Watching our new closer Jonathan Papelbon become a star. The two-year major league player is quickly becoming a celebrity after recording his seventh save in as many attempts last night. There was actually an article in the paper today polling fans on what music they think Papelbon should come out of the bullpen to. He had been exiting to "Bodies" by Drowning Pool, but switched it up to a wrestlers theme music last night. My brother, who I called upon hearing the music, said it was likely the Ultimate Warriors’ theme. He should know. He was the biggest freakin’ WWF fan growing up. (Scary, I know, but it’s times like these when his knowledge of this subject comes in quite handy).

Well, I’m off…to another Sox game that is! Ha!! Don’t hate!! (Okay, you can go ahead and hate me. I would hate you if it were you, so it’s only fair). Schilling’s on the hill tonight!! Woohoo. Go Sox!!

Apologies in advance to MG, who will have little to no idea what this post is all about. I still love you, though!!