On one hand….
October 7, 2008 in Uncategorized
…the game did end before midnight.
On the other hand, I didn’t go to bed until 3 AM because…
I was at the game.
I checked Craigslist at 3:30 just for the heck of it…and see that someone is selling 3 seats for a reasonable price. I call the guy, and he still has them. I figured if I could get one person to commit, I’d take the tickets and worry about a 3rd person later. Leave 3 messages, get a live person on the 4th call. The guy commits, so I call the seller back. Just as I’m about to say “I’ll take them”, I get an email from my friend that he forgot about his kid’s soccer practice, and he can’t go. So I tell the seller I’ll call back.
Talk to 2 other guys, and both reluctantly decline…I’m about to give up, when the 3rd message I left calls me back and tells me he’s in. I call the seller, tell him I’ll take them…when he informs me that I have to drive to Winsted, CT to pick up the tickets. So I leave my office in Bloomfield, CT at 4:10 and drive up there. I get to the seller’s work at 4:55, and realize something terrible.
I left my wallet on my desk at work.
Suddenly I remember that I have a checkbook in my glove compartment (a minor miracle in itself; I rarely write checks), so I figure I’ll give it a shot. I go see the guy, and tell him I’m really sorry, but I forgot my wallet…would he take a check? I would have totally understood if he said no…then I get the idea to log into my online banking on his computer so he can see the check is good. This works for him, I write a check, and have to now double back to Bloomfield to get my wallet. My friend meets me in Tolland, CT and we head up to the game. His brother lives in Boston, and he’s taking the 3rd ticket.
My friend takes the most roundabout route I’ve ever seen to get to Fenway, and we have a helluva time finding parking. We eventually park in the Worchester area and get into the park about 5 minutes before first pitch. Seats weren’t great (last row in Secton 4), but hey…we were in the park, and that’s all that matters, right?
Here’s the route:
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If you need me, I’ll be sleeping until Friday night.