This afternoon we revisited Fenway Park for the 1pm game against the Tampa Bay Rays.  For those of you who are unfamiliar with the Boston Red Sox, you are basically prohibited from entering Fenway Park on game day without wearing some kind of paraphernalia.  So Jason and I went all in and bought shirts, and since it was raining all day and our seats were uncovered, I bought a hat as well.

I can’t begin to explain the circus-like atmosphere around Fenway.  People lost their minds.  It was like when the Giants were in the World Series and everyone was suddenly nice to each other in SF.  THAT’s how excited people were about the random make-up game at 1pm against the flipping Rays (who, btw, we watched get killed by the Oakland A’s a few weeks ago.  How good could they be if the A’s beat them?).

Our seats?  Not so awesome.  Did I mention it rained almost the entire game?  And that we were waaaay past 1st base?  It didn’t really matter though.  It was Fenway, there were over 52,000 people there, and we were having a good time.  The people-watching was incredible.  Jason saw a pregnant woman drinking beer and I witnessed a young woman on the big screen flash her boobs.  And actually, the seats weren’t so bad–we had TWO foul balls super close to us.  Actually the kid about 4 seats to the right of us ended up with one.  And the guy in front of us basically broke his hand trying to catch one.

The crowd really was fantastic.  At A’s and Giants games, the stadium staff entertain the crowd.  At Fenway, the crowd entertains themselves.  There were a few kids behind us that actually started a chant (Let’s go Red Sox) that the ENTIRE stadium eventually joined in on.  One of the boys, not to be confused with a baseball:

And how did the game go?