Hello, sports fans,
I was at the first game of the World Series last night, with my home team, the Boston Red Sox, and their oft-played World Series competitors, the St. Louis Cardinals.
Yes, I well remember the 1967 match up between these two teams:
That was the year when I first fell in love with the game of baseball, and with the local team.
My hero, that year, was Carl Yastrzemski. In Yaz, I saw a lot of attributes that I admired:
- Hard working
That’s the way that Captain Carl appeared to me and (I think) to almost everybody.
I saw Yaz at the game last night!
It was nice to see Yaz, last night, looking so spiffy and getting the admiration he deserves.
Then, I saw him again!
I was thrilled when I heard that Yaz was going to throw out the first pitch of the game last night.
At the moment, I don’t have any photos to show you of that. Maybe I’ll insert one, later.
When I did a Google Images search, right now, on “Yaz first pitch,” I did find some photos that seemed to fit the bill:
(see here, regarding that photo)
(Google attribution: http://boston.cbslocal.com.)
However, those were both photos from an earlier time.
In any case, I was thrilled to see Yaz, on the field, looking so spiffy and getting the admiration he deserves.
I didn’t take any photos of Yaz on the field, last night, because (1) my phone was running out of power and (2) I figured there would be lots of photos of this, elsewhere.
Here are some more photos I WAS able to take last night, before my phone went dark:
I love the look of Fenway Park. John Updike once described it as a “lyric little bandbox of a ballpark” (a description I adore) (although I always forget the word “lyric”).
My sister and I got to the park really early, last night. After we got to our seats, we met Liz and Fred, from California:
It was great to talk to them. They both come from California. Liz was in town for a conference, and she managed to get these tickets and surprise Fred with them! I quickly took their picture, as soon as I heard that Fred had taken the red eye from California last night to get to the game. Here are some things we found out about them:
- Fred loves the game of baseball, no matter who is playing.
- Liz is a psychotherapist, who uses Cognitive Behavioral Therapy.
I hope Liz and Fred like that photo (even though it’s blurry).
As for our dining experiences last night, we focused on items that were tried and true, and warming. First, my sister recommended that we visit the best place in the park to get hot dogs. Here’s our chef and maitre d:
Our compliments to him!
On our way back to our seats, I noticed an interesting hat, so I asked the owner if I could take a quick photo. She graciously agreed:
That’s Wally, the Green Monster (the Red Sox mascot). He was definitely looking good, up there.
Later in the game, the real Wally walked right by us and posed with many happy fans.
However, I couldn’t capture that. My phone was long gone.
It’s time to wrap up this post, dear readers, with my last photo of the night.
Wait! When I just took another look at my camera roll, I discovered that my memory was quite faulty, there.
That makes sense, what with all the excitement (and maybe some anxiety I was having, about my phone dying, etc).
Here are the facts: I took a few more shots, before I lost power:
It’s Captain Carl!!
Thanks to Carl Yastrzemski, heroes and team players everywhere, lovers of baseball, and to you, especially, for visiting today.