“groovy mother...”

Seconds after Manny's decisive walk-off home-run.

(I like how arty this shot appears, when really it was just taken before my camera had completely woken up and adjusted to what was going on!)

You have twenty minutes to run, if you want to catch the T home. Stupid 8:30pm starts!

Not as good as our normal seats (pillars preventing us from seeing home plate or the Pesky Pole very well), but still a fun place to spend an evening.

Celebrating 4 years of marriage. Linen and/or silk not pictured.

Spotted on a door at Fenway: The secret instructions for making a footlong hotdog. WIth this recipe, I shall RULE THE WORLD!

Joy and my parents at Fenway Park.

You'll note that my dad (who's never been to a baseball game before) and my mum (who's been once) are both wearing Red Sox jackets. I'd mentioned to them the night before that it can get kind of chilly in the evening, so they should maybe bring a jacket. So when they happened upon Red Sox jackets at Marshall's earlier in the day, they snapped them up.

Classy!

WEEI and ESPN Radio were both handing out Japanese signs for the crowd to hold up. No idea what they say, though. (Outside the park after the game, the Sully's Tees folks were selling shirts that said "YANKEES SUCK" in Japanese. Some things are universal)

These guys were a couple of rows back from us. Joy & I are totally going to rip off their idea this Hallowe'en.

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Handed out outside the park.

First person I saw with a MATSUZAKA 18 shirt on. Saw a fair few people who'd recycled their "DAMON 18" shirts from before he went evil.

First piece of Japanese writing I saw near Fenway, outside the Popeye's Chicken.

Managed to get a pair of "Standing Room" tickets in the "State Street Pavillion" at Fenway. Since it was a pretty grey day, not everyone had shown up, so we had seats for the whole game. Result!