I went to Fenway on Tuesday night. It was the best game I ever saw in person.
On a beautiful night for baseball, I saw:
A reunion of the '86 Red Sox team before the game.
Two home runs hit by the good guys.
Manny throw a guy out at the plate.
A woman two rows in front of me pass out.
One of our most promising young arms pitch well in a game that felt much closer than it actually was.
A two minute standing ovation for Pedro between innings. When he popped his head out of the dugout for a wave, I got a little goose bumpy.
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Wow. I don't really relate at all to that, and I'm not sure why. I mean, I don't even like going to shows any more because I hate sharing the experience with my fellow show-goers, and I certainly can't get into the sports experience. I think I'm a misanthrope.
That's because you're a goddam commie.
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