Red Sox

The Red Sox were in town today, playing at Dodger Stadium in their last exhibition game.  Weirdly, they played their first two regular season games in Tokyo vs. the A's (they split 1-1) and then came to LA for a few more preseason games.  Yesterday's game was at the LA Coliseum and attendance was 115,000 and change, now officially the largest crowd for a baseball game ever.  The Red Sox won.  We weren't there.

Unfortunately we attended today's game, a bust all around.   We had four tickets, Hunter was supposed to come with a friend.  But at 12:30 Hunter gets a message from his friend's Mom saying the kid can't come.  Now Hunter REALLY doesn't want to come, knowing somehow that Ellen and I would embarrass or bore him, or cleverly figure out a way to do both.  So we drop him at a friend's, and they immediately take off walking to the mall.  What they do there for the next 4.5 hours we have no idea.  Ellen and I go the ballgame alone.  Our seats are nose-bleedy but OK.  Lots of Red Sox nation there.  We enjoy a few dogs and sodas.  The Red Sox get only ONE hit and lose 8-0.  We would have left before the 7th-inning stretch, but today was an open house day at 1433 East Mountain, and we couldn't even go home.  We were basically squatting at Dodger Stadium like homeless people who had found two tickets in a dumpster.

Still no offers on our house.

Hey Red Sox, help me finally put to rest my bad memories of the Super Bowl.  As Ellen would say, "don't even say Super Bowl."