Last Tuesday I had the pleasure of going to Fenway Park to watch my favorite team, The Red Sox. They faced off against the Toronto Blue Jays. I have been to many Red Sox games before, but none like this one. Due to Boston traffic I missed the first two inning, when I finally arrived the score was already eight to two and The Blue Jays were ahead. The score remained eight to two for the majority of the game. I was bummed to say the least, but that’s when I realized the entire crowd shared the same facial expression. Somber faces filled the stands as they lost hope in their home team. But the seventh inning was right around the corner, and no one expected what was going to happen next. The Sox scored four runs. The score was now eight to seven. It was in this moment i truly realized the meaning of “Red Sox Nation.” Run after run the crowd went wild. I have never been anywhere that had such an intense energy level, the crowd was out of control. Everyone was out of their seats, jumping and screaming like a pack of animals. Indiviuality was lost, each person acted as one crazy mob, pleading with their team to bring in the win. despite all the cheering the score remained eight to seven and in the end The Blue jays left with the win. Even though The Red Sox didn’t win it was the best game I have ever been to. This game made me realize the true dedication and love that these fans have for their team. On the walk out of the park I didn’t see many disappointed Sox fans, everyone in sight just kept raving about the seventh inning and it made me ask myself, who has better fans than The Red Sox?
