Friday, July 4, 2008

Red Sox 7, Yankees 0

Wow, almost three months since I last posted. Guess I've been kinda busy.

Jon Pauley had what I consider to be great seats to this game. Right behind home plate, not too far up, right on the aisle. Yes, upper deck you moron! He has the "Midweek Plan"-- one of the few good deals left up there (along with the $10.50 Fosters drafts on the first floor, 3 Heinekens for $12 up the hill and the giant popcorns). The Thursday night Boston game is your reward for sitting through crappy games like Baltimore and Toronto.

Anyway, I sat down at 6:50 and said, "Oh shit. They're playing Boston tonight." I honestly forgot we were at a Red Sox game. Understandable, considering that the only Boston fans around were women and children. Seriously, it was weird. None of the drunk, goateed inbreeds we normally associate with Sox games at the Stadium. Still not sure why the crowd was different.

That's where the peculiarities ended, 'cause the Yanks got whupped like they usually do when I go to Boston games. Horrific. I think I got excited when Ellsbury whiffed, and that was it. I almost wished there was a drunk, goateed inbreed sitting behind us (although some might nominate the idiotic father-son team one row down), screaming "Fuck yeah, Tek!! Fuckin' A, Youk!!"

Jon took me to the new "Yankee bar" after the game. Does the new Stadium look cheesy? Uh, yes it does. How could it not??!!! I'm referring to it as "Epcot Presents: Yankee Stadium" from now on. It almost looks like a new Bed, Bath & Beyond somewhere in Iowa. Not that there's anything wrong with that.

The new bar was pretty silly. It's kinda like when you're on tour and the itinerary says "Rock Street" or some weird new place you've never heard of, and the guarantee's ridiculously high. You know it can't possibly last like this, so you milk it for all it's worth. The new bar (I have no idea what it's called-- hopefully "Rock Street") was practically empty and absolutely enormous. They played decent music, and had reasonably priced draft beer. OK, shots were $10, but that seems to be true everywhere these days.

The new bar will probably suck next season. There wasn't anything "cool" about it, except that we could sit down and drink beer. I'm trying to be of the "more is good" school about the new Stadium-- more spigots, more urinals, more food, more more more!!! The more shit they throw at us, the better the chance that we'll find something else that's good. Maybe the bowling alley will re-emerge as the good place to go, or maybe Twin sausages will make a comeback... maybe even Stan's will be fun again.

More. It's the Yankee way, right?!

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