Red Sox 9, Yankees 5

What a game! Once again, my buddy came through with tickets to tonight's Red Sox / Yankees game. He's the same season ticket holder who asked me if I was busy one October evening in 2004. I hemmed and hawed and finally said, no not really. He then asked me if I wanted to go to Game 3 of the playoffs against the Yankees. I, of course, lept at the opportunity. And when he called a couple days later and ask what I was doing that next Sunday, I immediately said I was free:-) And gratefully accepted the offer of another Yankee ticket.

But when we met down at Yawkey Way that Friday night, it was raining hard and the game got canceled. We went and saw Team America : World Police instead. It was a poor substitute, although funny in places. I mean, any movie where watching puppets vomit excessively and make love are the high points you have to wonder about. And the night was topped off when I walked through the pouring rain, only to find my car had been towed. Cost me like $200 to get it back.

So we missed the Game 3 debacle, where the Sox lost 19-8. What luck! But that meant we went to Game 4 with the definite possibility of watching the last game of an heart-rending four games sweep to the Yankees. But, of course, justice prevailed and we went on to watch 2 of the most amazing baseball games in sports history.

So when he called a couple of weeks ago and asked what I was doing Monday, May 22, I immediately said "Nothing!" And so we were at tonight's game and got to watched the Sox smash the Yanqui Devils by a score of 9-5. It shouldn't even have been that close except Foulke spit the bit and gave up a 2 run jack to Rodriquez (what a clutch player, pitching in when down by 8 runs), the another home run to Posada, then back to back doubles. But even despite a 2 run bottom of the 8th for the Sox and 4 runs in the top of the 9th by the Yankees, the game was over in less than 3 hours, and I was home by 10:15pm, which is quite nice.

Nothing really remarkable at the game. We did have a Mattingly uniform sit down right in front of us, but he was pretty good natured about the ribbing we were giving him. And some guys next to us kept bugging us about us keeping score, as both Chris and I a pretty serious scorekeepers. Chris goes one further than me and even keeps track of the pitches. I find it very hard to follow the game if I'm not keeping score. And I always bring a radio to the game, just to clarify what is going on sometimes. And the wave was practically non-existent, so I was spared that pain. And the weather was well nigh perfect. So a good night to be at the old ball park.