Red Sox Lose, I Win!
September 29, 2009
Last night I spent roughly 3 hours collecting empty beer cups and soda bottles along the 1st base line at the Red Sox game.
As
part of Fenway Park's Green Team, us few dozen Boston University
Students went up and down the aisles in between innings to collect
recyclables. The program is entirely staffed by volunteers who get a
free t-shirt, a food voucher for a hot dog and soda, and entrance to
Fenway Park in exchange for 7 innings worth of recyclable collecting.
Walking
up and down the long aisles of Fenway Park is exhausting. So is having
to tell 3 out of 4 people that no, ketchup covered hot dog wrappers are
NOT recyclable. Apparently a good portion of Red Sox Nation has no idea
how to recycle.
After 5 innings combing Sections 1-10 of
recyclables, my room mate and I decided to head out. We were tired and
had work to do. We left Fenway through Gate D which is out near center
field. The gate empties onto Lansdowne Street where we cut below the
Green Monster. Just as we got past the 3rd base foul line, I heard a
-CRACK- and saw a baseball skidding across the street.
It
probably took me all of 1 second to figure out that it was a ball from
inside Fenway. I immediately sprinted after it and grabbed it before
another man nearby could. I held it up and all I could think was, "OH
MY GOD, I got a ball from Fenway Park!". I was freaking out. Nothing
exciting ever happens to me at baseball games.
It wasn't until I
got home that I figured out where it came from. It was a foul ball off
of Toronto's R. Barajas. It would have been cooler if it were a Big
Papi home run over the monster, but I'll take a foul ball onto
Lansdowne Street any day.
Approximately 15 minutes after I got
home, the game went into an hour rain delay before the game was called.
The Blue Jays won 11-5. The Red Sox usually lose whenever I go to their
games. But this time, I came away with a souvenir.

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