Well, and a hot coffee too.
Our anniversary trip to Fenway Park on Saturday to see the New York Yankees was a bust. It was our first time seeing the Bronx Bombers, but not our first time to Fenway. Thank goodness, because I would have been seriously ticked off if my first trip to Fenway ended in a rainout. Our seats were awesome. We didn’t see a single player. Well, we saw Paul Byrd in the player parking lot, probably calling someone to come get him since it was POURING. Doug and our friend Gary did get to meet, and shake hands with, Theo Epstein (for those of you who don’t follow baseball and/or Red Sox, he is the General Manager, and he’s HOT). My camera was of course packed away at that point, but he didn’t seem much in the mood for photos anyway.
I did manage to take these though:
Oh, and I had to take this picture at the Hampton tolls in New Hampshire. Notice the car. It’s a Beamer. The youngster driving it didn’t appear intoxicated, but he certainly didn’t know how to drive:
In all it was a good weekend. Too bad we didn’t get to see a baseball game, even if it didn’t matter for the playoffs.