Broiled Tigers

Spent a great afternoon in right field seats at Fenway, watching the Red Sox beat the Tigers 6 to 4. We were in the shade and got occassional breezes, but outside the day was ablaze. After the game, we walked 40 minutes along Commonwealth Avenue to the car. Having wondered all year, my son can confirm that Boston does were red sox.

On another local tangent, welcome to Steve, my first Amherst friend to be bitten by the blog bug.