I’m out in Boston for a while here – a trip prompted by the Brewers/Red Sox series at Fenway Park this past weekend. I’ve been to Fenway before, but never for a game of such significance. That is to say, although I was always cheering for a team, it was never my team. This time, […]
I’m out in Boston for a while here – a trip prompted by the Brewers/Red Sox series at Fenway Park this past weekend. I’ve been to Fenway before, but never for a game of such significance. That is to say, although I was always cheering for a team, it was never my team. This time, of course, I had more than a vested interest in the outcome.
Before I relive the experience, I have to admit that I love visiting other sports venues. In addition to going to Fenway, I’ve been to Gillett Stadium (Patriots), U.S. Cellular Field (White Sox), the TD Garden (Celtics), the United Center (Bulls), and the old Amway Arena (Magic). Until this past Saturday, I’ve exclusively followed the Bucks on the road, attending games at, again, the old Amway Arena, the TD Garden, the United Center, and the Pepsi Center in Denver (Nuggets). And, although it’s fun to go to any sporting event anywhere, it’s especially enjoyable to go to watch your team. There’s something about feeling familiarity with fellow fans on the road. I love seeking out my twins in team apparel amidst a sea of sports enemies.
I knew it was going to be a good time when I hopped on a plane to Boston last Wednesday that was carrying at least another dozen Brewers fans – none of whom I knew. That night I went out to watch the final game of the NHL playoffs (and to keep checking the score of the Brewers/Cubs game on my sports score app.) and, despite all the commotion of a huge Bruins’ win, I was high-fived twice for sporting my Brewers gear. As the weekend and the series approached, I had more and more Brew Crew fan sightings, and each one made me practically giddy. I greeted them all with a big smile, an enthusiastic nod, a good ol’ “Go Brewers!” or (usually) a combination of all three. In fact, I enjoyed such greetings so much that I challenged my friends and fellow Brewers fans to, what I call, a Brewers fan high-five challenge – the object of which was to see who could high-five the most Brewers fans on our Saturday trip to Fenway.
Only two of us were really into it – the others probably scared off by my unbridled enthusiasm which may have bordered on obnoxious. I was loving it! (And, for the record, I killed it.)
There were, however, many factors that made Saturday’s Brewers/Red Sox game a great time, not the least of which were the great friends and fans who kept me company. It was also a beautiful day for baseball, as I’m sure Bob Uecker made mention of for the fans back home. And our bleacher seats – for which we had been repeatedly forewarned, due to the rowdy Red Sox fans the section is known for – were actually smack dab in the middle of two whole rows of Brewers fans. Needless to say, there were high-fives all around throughout the game, and even a rousing a cappella rendition of “Roll Out the Barrel” after the rest of the stadium sang “Take Me Out to the Ballgame.” Sure, we got some strange looks for that one, but it was fun. Not fun enough for me to follow suit when the woman behind me cried, “One more time!” however. But, all in all, we were all loving it. Oh, and the Brewers won. It was awesome.
Of course fun followed after the game. And the few hours spent out afterwards allowed me to completely cream my competition in the Brewers fan high-five challenge. I am now accepting challengers.
Yes, it was a great time. And I have the pictures to prove it. (Check ‘em out on the FANdemonium facebook page.) I posted pics throughout the game to my own facebook page, and one friend commented, “Sweet! Better than miller park?” “Nope,” I replied, “…too few Brew Crew fans.”