Ballgame

A beautiful night, hanging with my buddy Peter, tickets to the Red Sox ... and all free!

I was given the company tickets to the game and Peter was able to carve out a night where he didn't have to bring his boys to their ball games.

All was aligned for us to have a perfect night at the ball field.

We sat next to a tough guy and his wife.  They were from Rhode Island and they said they tried to come to the park 4 or 5 times a year.  They got a hotel room, which was appropriate, given that the guy said he'd had a dozen beers before the game and had a half dozen more during.

I asked the guy behind us to take our picture, but Peter was riveted to the game.  I decided to include him in the photoshoot by palming his head.

Peter is either trying to look tough or the hot dog isn't settling.