First Pitch

I stepped through the gate into the concourse and smelled the smoke from the grills and beer. People wearing red and navy blue surrounded me. I had never been to Fenway before and had always wondered what it would be like. To see the green monster, the team, the players; I really couldn’t tell what I was looking forward to most. In fact I had never been to Boston at all, but I knew I would like it. The game itself was probably not as exciting as I thought it was, but I was hooked nonetheless. My love, more an obsession actually, began that day.

            “Don’t get too attached,” my dad said. “They always find a way to break your heart”However, luckily for me they wouldn’t break my heart as they did my father’s when they won the World Series in 2004.