In the House.

I just spent the past six hours enjoying the most captivating and exciting game (from batting practice to the long walk home) I’ve seen at Fenway — and I mean at Fenway — because, thanks to legendary drunkard Chris House and the Boston Red Sox (not to mention the generosity of a certain queuer), I was sitting in the right field boxes, right in front, full glorious view and texture on the grass and chances to catch batting practice balls (we let the young kids take ’em) and a totally missed opportunity to get airtime for an awesome sign which we of course did not have the foresight to make.
Pictures, narrative forthcoming. For now: sleep.

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3 thoughts on “In the House.

  1. Red Sox 5, Orioles 1

    Once again, I stood in line for a few hours yesterday and wound up with Chris House’s seats at Fenway. The company was different — Amrys and Mike — and the game had a much better ending, but the opponent…

  2. Red Sox 5, Orioles 1

    Once again, I stood in line for a few hours yesterday and wound up with Chris House’s seats at Fenway. The company was different — Amrys and Mike — and the game had a much better ending, but the opponent…

  3. Red Sox 5, Orioles 1

    Once again, I stood in line for a few hours yesterday and wound up with Chris House’s seats at Fenway. The company was different — Amrys and Mike — and the game had a much better ending, but the opponent…

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