“Fenway Franks! Get your dogs here!”
I stumbled out of the bar into the streets, bobbing and weaving through the sea of Fenways faithful towards the game. I wasn’t sure if it was the shots of Jameson that had me feeling so sentimental, but something about the Ted Williams statue captured me. This fixation overcame me as I noticed the euphoric history that is stitched into every crevice of this ballpark. The adrenaline that pumps in the atmosphere of this beloved hand-crafted slice of nirvana injects its power into the fans.
He reached out, placing his old ball cap on the young fans pea shaped head. It was a dream come true to the boy, and Ted was happy to elate the youngster.
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