A very special day at Fenway Park yesterday and yet more history made. Heartfelt “thank yous” and “goodbyes” to #34 and memories to last a lifetime for all of those in attendance. I am so thankful to have been there and, more importantly, to have shared it with Thatcher.
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The Red Sox come home today for their last regular season home stand….and the last regular season home stand of #34’s career. I’m no sports writer so I won’t try to wax poetically about the ride it has been, but I will say that I’ve gotten a huge kick out of being in his presence off and on for the past 13 seasons of Red Sox baseball. The weeks of the ALCS, ALDS, World Series, and Rolling Rally Championship Parade back in 2004 will go down as one of the best months of my life. While we’ve shared fewer than 10 sentences over the years, he has both smiled for my camera and made me smile more times than I could ever count. Bring on the postseason!
Opening Day. 2016.
Spring is in the air (kind of). The boys are back in town. And Fenway Park is officially open for business. Baseball season makes me kind of giddy and, as another Opening Day is upon us, I felt the need to take a walk down my own little Memory Lane last night.
I’ve clocked some serious hours inside the hallowed walls of Fenway Park….here are some of my favorite memories and photos. Some during important events with sold out crowds, some when the ballpark was completely empty, some victorious, some solemn, some firsts, some lasts, some celebrations, some good-byes, some iconic, and some quirky. All a part of why Fenway Park in undoubtedly one of my favorite places on Earth.
Only set me back like $60! #myfenway
If there’s one thing you can bank on, it’s that I will subject you to some Fenway Park photos each April.
I love baseball, but far more importantly, I love Fenway Park. I think I’ve said before that there truly isn’t an inch of the park that I haven’t photographed and I am in love with its nooks and crannies.
While it has been fun to photograph the players and the games…I am much more passionate about the history inside those hallowed walls.
Through Grand Slams, walk-off homers, an “in the park home run”, World Series, Rolling Rally Parades, and so many more tremendous moments…my favorite moments are those when I have had the park to myself. I have clocked some serious hours just roaming around Fenway on sunny summer days and, as cliche as it sounds, I swear those walls can talk.
There is NO denying it….the snow is here…and it is here for quite a while or so it would seem.
So, don’t forget that the New England Sports Park is now open for excellent tubing. Also, while the lure of hitting the bigger mountains up north is totally tempting and definitely worth it, we have some pretty sweet slopes that make for easy day trips or even simple half day trips near by.
In addition to it still being all about the snow…it is also all about the chocolate this weekend!
Pick #1: Chocolate or Bust! In both Gloucester and Salem.
Donna already mentioned that the Gloucester Chocolate Tour is taking place on Sunday from 12pm-5pm! Read her post here!
Another pretty sweet event is Salem’s So Sweet
Salem’s So Sweet Chocolate and Ice 2015 Festival – Feb. 6 through Feb. 15, 2015!
I mentioned Patriot Place two weeks ago as a great place to go to get in the Super Bowl mood. Well, now that the Patriots have won the big dance, there’s even more reason to go! For the next several days you can have the opportunity to have your photo taken with the Vince Lombardi Trophy.
The New England Patriots are Super Bowl champions for the fourth time in 14 years and for this weekend only, The Hall at Patriot Place presented by Raytheon is offering fans an opportunity to take their photo beside the Vince Lombardi trophy with admission to The Hall. Guests who bring their own cameras will be able to pose beside the trophy for a photo in The Grand Hall. The trophy will be available at The Hall from 10 a.m. to 4 p.m. on Friday, Feb. 6; 10 a.m. to 8 p.m. on Saturday, Feb. 7; and 10 a.m. to 6 p.m. on Sunday Feb. 8. In anticipation of lines, The Hall will provide hot chocolate to guests awaiting entry.
This may be cheating because it isn’t actually a weekend pick. Sadly, just like the Patriots Duck Boat Parade, Truck Day at Fenway happens on a school day. If you’re able to sneak out, however, it is a nice way to cheer on the Sox as Spring Training gets underway.
This year Truck Day falls on February 12th! The Truck even has its own Twitter account. You can follow it here.
So if you want to send the Sox off at Fenway Park, mark your calendars for Thursday, February 12. That’s the day the equipment truck will make its 1,500 mile trek down to Florida — better known as “Truck Day.”
Well, it ain’t no Rolling Rally Parade, but I’ll take it.
On exactly October 30th, 2004 and October 30th, 2007 I was inside Fenway Park boarding a Duck Boat with the Red Sox ownership to ride in the Rolling Rally World Series Parades. Two of my craziest days ever.
So, while that won’t be happening this October 30th….at least something fun will be!
The Red Sox have been finding more and more ways to keep Fenway Park fan friendly and to open its gates in lots of new and exciting ways. Picnics in the Park, chances to run the bases, Frozen Fenway, ice skating open to the public, the Monster Sled sledding course, concerts…and much, much more!
This year they are also hosting Trick or Treating on the warming track and a viewing of Ghost Busters on the big screen. All for free! While you don’t have to buy tickets….you do need to reserve them.
I’m so sad that our own Joey C. must have snuck off to the bathroom just before I snapped this pic. He was commiserating with these fellow Jeter fans about the end of an era, but needed to excuse himself to get composed after some tears were shed.
On another note, Tasty Burgers are indeed T.A.S.T.Y. I had the Gorgonzola Burger (fantastic) and a super yummy Whale’s Tale from Nantucket’s own Cisco Brewery. Ok….maybe 2 Whale’s Tales.
So, baseball is over for another 188 days….or a mere 142 if you start counting back from when pitchers and catchers report to Spring Training…and Jeter is gone. BUT…Tasty Burger is still there, and if you haven’t been there for some indulgent grub, you’re missing out a bit.
It was quite possibly one of the strangest last days of Red Sox baseball I’ve ever witnessed. It was indeed a pleasure to bear witness to Derek Jeter’s last game of major league baseball today within the walls of Fenway Park. The ball park was teaming with #2 Yankees shirts, pin stripes, and New York fans. It was almost difficult to remember that we were actually there to wrap up a Boston season and wish them well as we begin to dream of a better 2015.
In true Red Sox fashion, the organization planned an impressive send off to the beloved Yankees #2 and it is one of “those” days that will be written down in the well read history books that make the Red Sox, well, the Red Sox.
I’m feeling a little down and out as the 2014 Red Sox season comes to an all-too-early-end this coming weekend. I find myself reminiscing back to Opening Day and the giddiness that comes with new possibilities, green grass, crisp white uniforms, cold beer, Sweet Caroline, the boys of summer, and magical nights inside the hallowed grounds of the one and only Fenway Park.
Opening Days, especially those that involve a ring ceremony, always give me the chills. I can’t get enough of the sound of the crowd, the vivid colors that blend together to paint a portrait like none other, and the goosebumps. I’ve been fortunate to breathe in the awesomeness of Opening Days from the field. To look up and around….to pan the crowd…and see it in almost slow motion. It may come as no surprise that I may possibly be the world’s biggest sap, but Opening Day gets to me in a way that I have trouble putting into words. So, it isn’t supposed to end this way. The years with no post season play feel like a year without Christmas, July 4th, beach days, and grapefruit beer. The horror.
For me, it isn’t just the baseball. The post season is about the camaraderie that is palpable while ordering your morning coffee after a late night win, while coexisting with strangers during mundane errands prior to rushing home for the first pitch, or while cheering on the Sox at a local bar. Never mind the 9 inning marriage of 37,400 fans cheering on the team inside the park! It is impossible to not feel like all of Red Sox Nation are immediate best friends come late September and October….if, that is, we’ve made it. Which, of course, we haven’t.
With no wild card run, American League Divisional Series, American League Championship Series….and, sigh, no World Series….I’m feeling like I’ve just arrived to a luxurious beach vacation and the weather forecast is calling for 7 straight days of torrential rain. And that, my friends, may be an understatement.
Sure, we’ll fill these fall days with plenty of fun…but, something will be missing for sure.
No matter what the weather, Fenway Park is America favorite ball park. As we waited for the storm to pass the sky over Fenway look ominous.
Yesterday we were hanging out with my favorite wolf at Wolf Hollow in Essex freezing our asses off.
And today on Lansdowne Street outside Fenway Park I can almost say in the past hour it has gotten downright hot. Hope the Red Sox stay hot like this Italian Sausage Rubber Duck and I are having. Not an Ambie but it is the locale that gives it the zing.
ps. Did anyone catch the moon right before sunrise this morning? The smallest waxing crescent I have seen in a while. If it is crystal clear tomorrow it should be even smaller, (yuck clouds predicted.) New moon on the 10th.
Fenway Park is one of my favorite places. Was at a client on Comm Avenue in Boston Wednesday. Being so close to Fenway decided to take a walk over there and took a couple of pictures. One of Ted Williams and Child and the Teammates. Here is a little history of the two statues.
An 8-foot, 6-inch-tall statue of Williams mounted on a four-foot granite base was unveiled outside Gate B of Fenway, located behind the right-field line. The structure, which weighs 3,380 pounds, depicts Williams holding a bat over his left shoulder while he places his cap on the bald head of a cancer-stricken child. Ted Williams hit .406 and the last Major Leaguer to do so. Ted Williams, Johnny Pesky, Bobby Doerr and Dom DiMaggio are the four team mates. These statues are located outside Gate B at the intersection of Ipswich and Van Ness Street.
Fenway Park Open House.. so exciting to be so close to sacred ground great time.. very emotional as well.. Donna
I think there might be a game today. This is from the roof of my lab. I can see the top of the big screen so it’s easy to see Varitek and Wakefield walk out from under the big flag draping the Wall but the game is tough to see. Back to work.
What a difference a year makes. Last year Fenway was full of snow but Sox were preseason favorites to win the World Series. This year it is sunny almost 70F and they are picked to inhabit the basement of the American League East.
I’ll take the this year, hands down. (This is me trying to pass as an official construction worker boss man so they would let me into the park. I got thrown out about five minutes later. Once I pulled Rubber Duck out of my pocket it was game over.)
Turn that damn light off! Can’t a girl get some beauty sleep?
Put the notebook away and do something useful like fill my coffee cup.
OK, Chapter one, paragraph one, it was a dark and stormy night, I would call it weather only a rubber duck could enjoy and I was enjoying the night out but it took over seven hours of watered down Fenway suds before the Red Sox lost then the free drinks started stacking in front of me and I learned how to drink boilermakers out of a straw then a shot rang out as shots are wont to do and everyone hit the floor sounding like a bag of seedless watermelons thrown off a Dorchester Triple Decker since I think we landed up downstairs at Down Under and they hadn’t mopped up yet and the wet splat of large garden fruit was the last thing I remember before I woke up rubber side up in your lobster tank and I never ever want to hear someone cackle “bottoms up” again and no, you cannot see my new tattoo.
Got all of that? Got any leads on Homie? And not any Homie, my Homie. I heard of your idea of tying some fresh herring around my neck and tossing me in the harbor which I think totally sucks. What kind of girl do you take me for? OK, scratch that. Oh, my achin’ beak – any good Cinco de Mayo parties tonight – hair of the Rubber Dog and all – who made this coffee – hit me again – thanks bro.