There’s only one other team that I’ve seen such a turn out for… The St. Louis Cardinals.
I really enjoyed being at Fenway for batting practice because it was already bustling with people donning their red and blue. Despite the names on their jersey’s, it really did feel like home.
Needless to say, we had Awesome seats! Ours were next to the on-deck circle, two rows back, one box away from the Red Sox dugout. The row in front of us actually had TV screens… as if they would have trouble following the game as it is.
Hey, Affleck! Aren’t these your seats?
Trot Nixon in the on-deck circle.
Put a 2 in front of that 7 and you might think this is Scott Rolen… The way Trot’s examining that bat really reminds me of Scotty, and they’re built a lot alike.
This might be my favorite picture in the whole album.
Trot Nixon & Jason Varitek measure up the Nationals’ relief pitcher come in to replace Shawn Hill.
The fading sun on the outfield bleachers was really beautiful. It was what photographers call “Magic Hour,” when everything lit by the sun’s last rays turns golden. Sadly, my feeble little digital camera didn’t do the moment justice… but it tried.
And I can’t help but be smugly satisfied in the fact that both Wrigley and Fenway have HUGE Budweiser signs adorning their fields. It just goes to show that St. Louis knows how to make everyone happy… even if it’s intoxicatingly so. haha.
I snuck a peek at Terry Francona and Curt Shilling in the Red Sox dugout.
Nationals’ starting pitcher Shawn Hill.
After the meltdown that led to a GRand Slam in the 2nd inning, young Hill allowed four more runs before leaving the game in the 6th inning. (Somehow, I think we know how he must have felt.)