Thursday, September 23

A face for radio

Last night, I enjoyed the game live at Fenway, which explains why I have my radio voice today. I'm just slightly hoarse from all the screaming. (Other side effects of fandom: Last night, after all the intense clapping and subsequent high-fiving, I couldn't feel my hands.) Cabrera lead off the bottom of the 12th inning with a walkoff home run, and the crowd went wild. I had such a good time, I can't even begin to tell you. From the chick in front of us with extremely poorly dyed hair ("I didn't know we came to see Roots," Jamie said) to the guy next to us giving his best "I really wish I were a radio announcer" play-by-play on his cell phone to our free seat upgrades behind home plate in the 10th inning, it was nothing but joy. I am forever indebted to my friend Katie for inviting me.

I am also soundly indebted to Jeff for loaning me a copy of Lost, which I forgot to tape last night whilst I was away enjoying the Sox beat the Orioles. Anyone tape CSI: NY for me?

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