We took the “T” …
(Sophie looks so angry here!) …
to our first baseball game at Fenway Park!
I’ve been to a fair number of professional baseball games, but I think this is the first sold-out game I’ve attended. The energy was so different—so fun.
Fenway Park’s Green Monster …
and Sophie’s new Green Monster.
Well-loved seats.
Attending the game was a surprise birthday present for Ben!
Sophie and I had quite an experience finding a changing table at the park (turns out it was a little extra sink counter space in a family bathroom on the other side of the park from where we were sitting) but I suppose many toddlers weren’t getting their diapers changed in 1912, when the park first opened.
I’ve heard it so many times before, but now I get it. Whether you’re a Red Sox fan or not, Fenway Park is a special place.
“That moment, when you first lay eyes on that field—The Monster, the triangle, the scoreboard, the light tower Big Mac bashed, the left-field grass where Ted (Williams) once roamed—it all defines to me why baseball is such a magical game.” —Jayson Stark
