monster sox post
i realize that i should have put my last post under a cut as to not annoy the f'list, but i wanted to force everyone to look at hot guys. so sue me. however, i am expecting this entry to be about 34324259743857 pages long, so i'll do the decent thing for once...
if you are interested (which you had BETTER BE if you consider yourself a friend of mine) in the gazillion inane comments i have to make about the state of red sox nation:
i don't even know how to begin this.
i assume everyone i know already knows this about me, but i was born into a red sox-obsessed family. we've had weekend season tickets since, i BELIEVE, 1987 (but don't quote me on that... i was not yet a conscious human being.) i went to my first sox game at fenway park when i was a month old. i was one of those tiny babies in sox gear that i now coo over, guys! that used to be me! god, what happened? i am now the obnoxious person who yells obscenities at the tv when i'm watching at home. i feel awkward doing it around people i don't know very well, but around my family? ohhhh, we let 'em rip!
newayz, i was born into nothing less than fanaticism. i should put a disclaimer here, though: my family were not always red sox fans (GASP! THE HORROR!) my dad's family is from pittsburgh, and his dad was in the military, so they lived all over. my dad grew up an (gross) ORIOLES fan as he lived in maryland for a while when he was a kid. (remember those sniper attacks a few years ago? at one point one of them was on top of his school in bowie, md.) his brothers were pirates fans. they eventually moved to new hampshire, where my dad and grandparents eventually became red sox fans, and my uncles... stayed pirates fans. whatever, they live in pittsburgh now anyway. this whole scenario would trip me out in high school. in high school, my dad was still a die-hard orioles fan. when i was in high school, i was a die-hard red sox fan. i was afraid the same thing might happen to me. by this point i don't think it ever will, though. i just cannot imagine rooting for another team EVER.
i include this preface because i, ashamedly, feel embarrassed to be in the situation i am now in. sports-wise, i am the most spoiled person i know. i went to game 1 of the 2007 alds. i went to game 2 of the alcs (and i was there for 6 1/2 hours.) i went to motherfucking game 7 of the 2007 alcs. and i am going to GAME ONE OF THE 2007 WORLD SERIES.
i am only so fortunate because there are fewer people in my family to share the tickets with. in the past, my dad has taken one of our two seats and rotated the person he invited between me, my sister, my brother, my grandfather, my grandmother, and his fiancee. this year, my grandfather has decided he only needed to see the red sox win the world series once, and has already left for his condo in florida. my sister is in italy. my brother is grounded. and my dad has decided that he doesn't have to go to EVERY game (and if he does want to go, like to game 7, he buys a scalped ticket so other people can keep the season ticket seats.)
fortunate? very. lucky? definitely. spoiled? i like to think not.
where some people's parents buy them their first cars, give them computers for christmas, or pay for the entirety of their college tuition, my family gives me red sox tickets. christmas? i get my 10th man plan (they can keep renewing this for me for the rest of my life and i would never have a problem). my birthday? 1 ticket to a yankees game and 5 beers. some families take family vacations skiing, to disneyworld, or wherever the hell people go on vacations. we take an annual trip to red sox spring training. the year before my junior year of high school we took an "excellent adventure" which consisted of attending 5 baseball games in 3 different parks over the course of 7 days.
our living room looks like one of those autographed sports memorabilia stores. in college, people commented that my room looks like the giftshop.*
i am not trying to say that i am a better fan than anyone. i am very fortunate to have the opportunity/expendable income** to watch all these games and own all this stuff. i am FAR from a rich girl, and my family is not rich either. we just have priorities, and our priorities are THE RED SOX.
so that's where i got to where i am today. and today i am getting ready to go to my first world series game tomorrow. (i am not AS spoiled in this respect... my sister got to go to a WS game in 2004, despite being the least-obsessive red sox fan in the family. my dad and grandparents say it was her reward for sitting through that entire yankees blowout in the ALCS.)
and by getting ready, tonight i needed to purchase more red sox apparel/stuff i can't afford. specifically an official josh beckett world series road greys uniform. i justified the purchase in the following ways:
+ i have never purchased a red sox JERSEY before; my brother bought a manny jersey in like 2001 and grew out of it, so that's what i wore... until he stole it out of my closet and gave it to his girlfriend.
+ beckett's signed for a few more years. i once had a friend who bought a 2004 world series cabrera jersey. i do not want to be THAT sucker.
+ i have been a huge josh beckett fan for years now. one of my favorite beckett marlins moments was the mlb.com slideshow of the marlins' 2003 victory parade with beckett and a kid sitting on the back of a convertible. the caption said something like "beckett with his son..." keep in mind this kid is like 10 years old and beckett's like 24 at the time. i think it turned out to be his brother, but i just thought that was such a hilarious reporting error. although i suppose he could have been his son, beckett's such a stud i bet he's been impregnating women around the country for decades.
+ he was ALCS mvp. he's going to win the cy young. 2007 is HIS YEAR.
+ uhhh... i love him.
so i decided that purchasing this jersey was an achievable goal. i got home at 2am monday morning (and i did not go to bed right away) and had to be up at 6am for work. needless to say, i came straight home after work and fell asleep by 8pm. there was no jersey shopping on monday.
which brings us to tuesday, today. i started the day off pissed that they do not make grey customizable jerseys for children or women. i REFUSE to wear a white jersey with a name on the back, for obvious reasons (and if it's not obvious to you, again, we are not friends.) on mlb.com they DID, HOWEVER, have customizable grey WS jerseys... for men. which would in no way fit me. but then by the afternoon, even THOSE were off the website. they did end up adding beckett WS jerseys to the souvenir store's site, though. isn't it beautiful? money is no object in getting me this jersey; that's what credit cards are for. but, unfortch, this jersey STILL would not fit me.
so i decided to take a chance on the local sporting goods outlets before returing home for the evening. i made a list of places to go at work, but before the end of the day decided i would only hit bob's stores. on the drive i changed my mind and went to modell's first. this was definitely the most likely place for me to find my beloved jersey! HOWEVER, they only had one grey jersey in the whole store, and it was a children's small matsuzaka. not going to cut it. in their defense, they had those 2007 WS patches for sale separately, so i bought one, figuring i could sew it on to a regular grey beckett jersey so i wouldn't have to shell out the extra $$$ for an "official" WS jersey.
i then went to olympia, sports authority, and bob's, none of which had anything worth mentioning. most places had white beckett jerseys in either kid's sizes too small for me, or men's sizes waaaaaaay too big.
i even went to wal-mart in the off-chance they might have something decent. they didn't really, but i did find an AL champions girls t-shirt (AUTHENTIC, by the same brand as my papelbon shirt) for like $11, so i can wear that until i get my beloved jersey. please don't tell anyone it's from wal-mart.
i am uploading all the pictures from my digital camera and charging the battery for the first time since, uh, early september. i am picking out my work-inappropriate work clothes (i'm sure i won't be the only one wearing red sox gear) and packing my official red sox game purse (covered in baseballs, although i did just recently remember that i have a RED SOX red sox purse.) i'm getting my lucky socks ready. (i did not wear them to game 2 of the ALCS, but i did wear them to game 1 of the ALDS and game 7 of the ALCS... and during game 6. please do not ask me about their washing history.)
i was tired for a bit, but i am getting back to my monday-morning, 3 hours of sleep, 5+ servings of caffeine state, during which i was PUMPED and felt like i could run a marathon. when i think about the red sox right now, i feel like i'm on steroids; i want to yell and swipe things off of tables and counters and desks. i want to scream obscenities and give gratuitous fistpumps. really, i feel like this:
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(probably not as attractive on a short blonde girl)***
GO SOX!
* i have documented evidence of people saying this to me YEARS BEFORE fever pitch came out.
** i do not actually have the expendable income to cover all of my sports-related purchases. i just have an addiction to buying RED SOX CRAP.
*** i really expected to write more than this... my problem is that i get too many ideas all at once and then can't remember them all. i'm sure you'll have plenty more out of me when this is all said and done.
if you are interested (which you had BETTER BE if you consider yourself a friend of mine) in the gazillion inane comments i have to make about the state of red sox nation:
i don't even know how to begin this.
i assume everyone i know already knows this about me, but i was born into a red sox-obsessed family. we've had weekend season tickets since, i BELIEVE, 1987 (but don't quote me on that... i was not yet a conscious human being.) i went to my first sox game at fenway park when i was a month old. i was one of those tiny babies in sox gear that i now coo over, guys! that used to be me! god, what happened? i am now the obnoxious person who yells obscenities at the tv when i'm watching at home. i feel awkward doing it around people i don't know very well, but around my family? ohhhh, we let 'em rip!
newayz, i was born into nothing less than fanaticism. i should put a disclaimer here, though: my family were not always red sox fans (GASP! THE HORROR!) my dad's family is from pittsburgh, and his dad was in the military, so they lived all over. my dad grew up an (gross) ORIOLES fan as he lived in maryland for a while when he was a kid. (remember those sniper attacks a few years ago? at one point one of them was on top of his school in bowie, md.) his brothers were pirates fans. they eventually moved to new hampshire, where my dad and grandparents eventually became red sox fans, and my uncles... stayed pirates fans. whatever, they live in pittsburgh now anyway. this whole scenario would trip me out in high school. in high school, my dad was still a die-hard orioles fan. when i was in high school, i was a die-hard red sox fan. i was afraid the same thing might happen to me. by this point i don't think it ever will, though. i just cannot imagine rooting for another team EVER.
i include this preface because i, ashamedly, feel embarrassed to be in the situation i am now in. sports-wise, i am the most spoiled person i know. i went to game 1 of the 2007 alds. i went to game 2 of the alcs (and i was there for 6 1/2 hours.) i went to motherfucking game 7 of the 2007 alcs. and i am going to GAME ONE OF THE 2007 WORLD SERIES.
i am only so fortunate because there are fewer people in my family to share the tickets with. in the past, my dad has taken one of our two seats and rotated the person he invited between me, my sister, my brother, my grandfather, my grandmother, and his fiancee. this year, my grandfather has decided he only needed to see the red sox win the world series once, and has already left for his condo in florida. my sister is in italy. my brother is grounded. and my dad has decided that he doesn't have to go to EVERY game (and if he does want to go, like to game 7, he buys a scalped ticket so other people can keep the season ticket seats.)
fortunate? very. lucky? definitely. spoiled? i like to think not.
where some people's parents buy them their first cars, give them computers for christmas, or pay for the entirety of their college tuition, my family gives me red sox tickets. christmas? i get my 10th man plan (they can keep renewing this for me for the rest of my life and i would never have a problem). my birthday? 1 ticket to a yankees game and 5 beers. some families take family vacations skiing, to disneyworld, or wherever the hell people go on vacations. we take an annual trip to red sox spring training. the year before my junior year of high school we took an "excellent adventure" which consisted of attending 5 baseball games in 3 different parks over the course of 7 days.
our living room looks like one of those autographed sports memorabilia stores. in college, people commented that my room looks like the giftshop.*
i am not trying to say that i am a better fan than anyone. i am very fortunate to have the opportunity/expendable income** to watch all these games and own all this stuff. i am FAR from a rich girl, and my family is not rich either. we just have priorities, and our priorities are THE RED SOX.
so that's where i got to where i am today. and today i am getting ready to go to my first world series game tomorrow. (i am not AS spoiled in this respect... my sister got to go to a WS game in 2004, despite being the least-obsessive red sox fan in the family. my dad and grandparents say it was her reward for sitting through that entire yankees blowout in the ALCS.)
and by getting ready, tonight i needed to purchase more red sox apparel/stuff i can't afford. specifically an official josh beckett world series road greys uniform. i justified the purchase in the following ways:
+ i have never purchased a red sox JERSEY before; my brother bought a manny jersey in like 2001 and grew out of it, so that's what i wore... until he stole it out of my closet and gave it to his girlfriend.
+ beckett's signed for a few more years. i once had a friend who bought a 2004 world series cabrera jersey. i do not want to be THAT sucker.
+ i have been a huge josh beckett fan for years now. one of my favorite beckett marlins moments was the mlb.com slideshow of the marlins' 2003 victory parade with beckett and a kid sitting on the back of a convertible. the caption said something like "beckett with his son..." keep in mind this kid is like 10 years old and beckett's like 24 at the time. i think it turned out to be his brother, but i just thought that was such a hilarious reporting error. although i suppose he could have been his son, beckett's such a stud i bet he's been impregnating women around the country for decades.
+ he was ALCS mvp. he's going to win the cy young. 2007 is HIS YEAR.
+ uhhh... i love him.
so i decided that purchasing this jersey was an achievable goal. i got home at 2am monday morning (and i did not go to bed right away) and had to be up at 6am for work. needless to say, i came straight home after work and fell asleep by 8pm. there was no jersey shopping on monday.
which brings us to tuesday, today. i started the day off pissed that they do not make grey customizable jerseys for children or women. i REFUSE to wear a white jersey with a name on the back, for obvious reasons (and if it's not obvious to you, again, we are not friends.) on mlb.com they DID, HOWEVER, have customizable grey WS jerseys... for men. which would in no way fit me. but then by the afternoon, even THOSE were off the website. they did end up adding beckett WS jerseys to the souvenir store's site, though. isn't it beautiful? money is no object in getting me this jersey; that's what credit cards are for. but, unfortch, this jersey STILL would not fit me.
so i decided to take a chance on the local sporting goods outlets before returing home for the evening. i made a list of places to go at work, but before the end of the day decided i would only hit bob's stores. on the drive i changed my mind and went to modell's first. this was definitely the most likely place for me to find my beloved jersey! HOWEVER, they only had one grey jersey in the whole store, and it was a children's small matsuzaka. not going to cut it. in their defense, they had those 2007 WS patches for sale separately, so i bought one, figuring i could sew it on to a regular grey beckett jersey so i wouldn't have to shell out the extra $$$ for an "official" WS jersey.
i then went to olympia, sports authority, and bob's, none of which had anything worth mentioning. most places had white beckett jerseys in either kid's sizes too small for me, or men's sizes waaaaaaay too big.
i even went to wal-mart in the off-chance they might have something decent. they didn't really, but i did find an AL champions girls t-shirt (AUTHENTIC, by the same brand as my papelbon shirt) for like $11, so i can wear that until i get my beloved jersey. please don't tell anyone it's from wal-mart.
i am uploading all the pictures from my digital camera and charging the battery for the first time since, uh, early september. i am picking out my work-inappropriate work clothes (i'm sure i won't be the only one wearing red sox gear) and packing my official red sox game purse (covered in baseballs, although i did just recently remember that i have a RED SOX red sox purse.) i'm getting my lucky socks ready. (i did not wear them to game 2 of the ALCS, but i did wear them to game 1 of the ALDS and game 7 of the ALCS... and during game 6. please do not ask me about their washing history.)
i was tired for a bit, but i am getting back to my monday-morning, 3 hours of sleep, 5+ servings of caffeine state, during which i was PUMPED and felt like i could run a marathon. when i think about the red sox right now, i feel like i'm on steroids; i want to yell and swipe things off of tables and counters and desks. i want to scream obscenities and give gratuitous fistpumps. really, i feel like this:
\
(probably not as attractive on a short blonde girl)***
GO SOX!
* i have documented evidence of people saying this to me YEARS BEFORE fever pitch came out.
** i do not actually have the expendable income to cover all of my sports-related purchases. i just have an addiction to buying RED SOX CRAP.
*** i really expected to write more than this... my problem is that i get too many ideas all at once and then can't remember them all. i'm sure you'll have plenty more out of me when this is all said and done.