Today, thanks to my official Red Sox Nation membership, which Dirt Dog told me not to get, I bought some Right Field Roof Deck tickets. I couldn't bring myself to get a hundred-dollars-per-seat table, instead going with the 25 dollar standing room seats. I mean, uh, places on the floor. I mean the roof.
As I've said before, years ago I used to have dreams of being up on that roof, looking out over Fenway. In only a few months, my d...
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