![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kenjariYay! The Red Sox won the World Series! We didn't have to wait another 86 years! In some ways it was almost an echo of 2004 - we were down three games in the ALCS and came back to beat out the Indians. Then, riding high on the ALCS victory, we swept our World Series opponents. Hey, if the formula works...
The only bad thing is that I came down with a cold on Sunday, so I was extremely tired and had a really hard time staying awake during the game. I nodded off during the end of the eighth inning and woke up to the celebration.
Watching all of this has been a whole lot of fun. I wear my Red Sox hat, when one of our guys gets a hit, I wave my hands at the TV screen to make it go farther, I jump up and down, I cheer, I groan, I complain. It's great. I've also come to really appreciate the game itself. It's a game in which both the big picture and smallest deatils really matter. And there are lots of things to get happily nerdy about: physics, statistics, etc.
This year, my new favorite players are Jonathan Papelbon, Mike Lowell, and Dustin Pedroia. I love Papelbon's intense glare, and the way he barely moves his head when responding to the catcher's calls - tiniest head shakes in baseball. Mike Lowell gets the job done and done well, whether its fielding or hitting. And he's not a jerk, unlike a certain third baseman I'll refrain from naming. Dustin Pedroia looks like he's sixteen, but he plays beautifully. And I have to admit to a growing affection for Jacoby Ellsbury. He's so fast that he's in scoring position when he's having a beer at the Cask and Flagon.
Other Kenjari and I hate the Fox baseball announcers. So we turn the volume down and put on the WRKO radio broadcast instead. There's a little time delay between the two broadcasts; the TV is first. I've gotten very used to seeing the action and then hearing about it two seconds later.
I love how insane Boston Red Sox fans are. I think this is the only town in which a game update is given by one of the performers at a choral concert of 20th century French music. Fenway fans seem to have the most extensive and creative signage of any crowd at any ballpark. The best thing I saw was womone with a paper-doll style cutout of Jonathan Papelbon attached to a stick. The legs were riveted on in such a way that they moved when the stick was swung, to make it look like he was doing one of his victory dances.
Now I can go back to my regular sleep schedule. With a smile on my face.
The only bad thing is that I came down with a cold on Sunday, so I was extremely tired and had a really hard time staying awake during the game. I nodded off during the end of the eighth inning and woke up to the celebration.
Watching all of this has been a whole lot of fun. I wear my Red Sox hat, when one of our guys gets a hit, I wave my hands at the TV screen to make it go farther, I jump up and down, I cheer, I groan, I complain. It's great. I've also come to really appreciate the game itself. It's a game in which both the big picture and smallest deatils really matter. And there are lots of things to get happily nerdy about: physics, statistics, etc.
This year, my new favorite players are Jonathan Papelbon, Mike Lowell, and Dustin Pedroia. I love Papelbon's intense glare, and the way he barely moves his head when responding to the catcher's calls - tiniest head shakes in baseball. Mike Lowell gets the job done and done well, whether its fielding or hitting. And he's not a jerk, unlike a certain third baseman I'll refrain from naming. Dustin Pedroia looks like he's sixteen, but he plays beautifully. And I have to admit to a growing affection for Jacoby Ellsbury. He's so fast that he's in scoring position when he's having a beer at the Cask and Flagon.
Other Kenjari and I hate the Fox baseball announcers. So we turn the volume down and put on the WRKO radio broadcast instead. There's a little time delay between the two broadcasts; the TV is first. I've gotten very used to seeing the action and then hearing about it two seconds later.
I love how insane Boston Red Sox fans are. I think this is the only town in which a game update is given by one of the performers at a choral concert of 20th century French music. Fenway fans seem to have the most extensive and creative signage of any crowd at any ballpark. The best thing I saw was womone with a paper-doll style cutout of Jonathan Papelbon attached to a stick. The legs were riveted on in such a way that they moved when the stick was swung, to make it look like he was doing one of his victory dances.
Now I can go back to my regular sleep schedule. With a smile on my face.
![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
no subject
Date: 2007-10-30 12:39 am (UTC)At least you got spared the whole A-Rod thing in the eight inning. Obviously (to Fox) a Red Sox World Series sweep wasn't important news.
I so wanted to hear the local announcers. I'm jealous...