this is mike and i at 9:45 am, full of bagels and anxiously awaiting for the red sox to roll by. behind us, though you can't see him, was a dude who had vomitt all over the front of his crewneck sweatshirt and piss all over his pants. his friends had found him in front of the port-a-potties unable to figure out how to open the door. yeah dood fuckin go sox! (as you might be able to notice here, i STILL have a jacked up eye from getting hit MONTHS ago.)
the parade is about to start.... and yeah, the sox rode in duck boats. check it:
i was jumping up and down with the other 5 million people around me when all this was happening so this picture is a little blurry, but THAT is the world series trophy.
"jeter is playing golf today, this is better!"
these dudes are big fans of mine so they brought their cameras.