Today when I checked the mail there was a Red Sox ticket. Just one for a late-season Twins game. The Twins are so cool.
I don't normally go to Fenway games by myself. I do go to a lot of PawSox games by myself. I am probably not a lot of fun to go to games with because I take it kind of seriously. I like to be there early and it takes a LOT for me to leave before the game ends. I bring a small piece of luggage with me. I may have a beer or two, but I almost never get drunk.
Some people can just mosey in during the first three innings and then leave early to beat traffic. Some people spend the entire game making phone calls and saying, "Dude, guess where I am? I'm at the Sox game RIGHT NOW!" Some people have kids to worry about and spend half the game buying cotton candy from vendors. Some people gear up and get sloppy and party with 35,750 other people. Some people get explosive diarrhea and have to spend an hour in the lav. Some people have loved ones over in Iraq and can't really concentrate on the game because they just don't know what is going to happen.
Some people need to pay their cable bill so they can see pitchers and catchers reporting on February 15th. Isn't that the best? It's like watching the first moon landing... well-rested athletes getting out of their stupid SUVs and walking through the parking lot in the Florida sunshine. Daisuke! Papelbon! Varitek!
So BOS v. MIN in late September. Wow, that's almost the future! I wonder if everyone will be wearing anti-radiation suits and eating capsule food?
And that's part of why I like buying late-season tickets a year in advance. You never know where we'll be.