Just last Saturday, 12 April 2014, a bunch of my buds and myself went to Yankees Stadium to watch them Yankees play against the Red Sox. I was the only one in the group that was a Red Sox fan.
I have no idea why I liked the Red Sox or any team from New England over teams from New York. I cannot explain why. I have no ties from New England and I have been living near Philadelphia since we came here to the United States.
We have planned this for months, strike that, Wayne was the one who planned this and who found us good seats. Two were coming from Pennsylvania, Wayne picked me up from home and the other buddy’s coming from a camping trip at Fort Mifflin. We planned to meet up at Hamilton Station around 10 AM to catch the 10:25 AM train to New York.
Overall it was a nice ride to the stadium. I just did not expect that the crowd was so much. Look at the picture above. The picture was taken using a telefoto lens and I did not take any wide angle lens with me to take a better representation of how huge the crowd were at the stadium. Click here to see other pictures.
The experience at the game was pleasant, we were seated a few rows away from the right fielder position close to the first base. Click here for the other pictures taken from the game. I guess in any game there will be a few nut jobs that’s hardly representing the fans of the team, i believe there were just a few of them seated a few rows in front of us. I was surprised that Yankee and Red Sox fans were nice with each other. My theory was because them Yankees were winning. One of my buddy, Ryan, was striking up a conversation with a Red Sox fan in front of us and even bought him a beer, imagine that.
The game would have been a good one if only the Red Sox won. Final score was 7 to 4 Yankees. We left the stadium but did not go home yet because we knew that it will be a mad house in the subway. We hang out a bit at Stan’s Sports Bar and boy it was packed like sardines. We had a couple of beers and then left for the subway where we were entertained by teenage pole dancers and afterwards a sax player. And we were able to catch the train back to Hamilton just in a nick of time, otherwise it would have been an hour or so wait.
The train was also packed and we were standing at the steps near the exit of one of the carts. Kirt struck up a conversation with an older couple seating near where we stood. Wayne and Ryan found seats while Kirt and myself were still standing and having a good conversation with the older couple.
Everything was OK when we finally arrived at Hamilton station.