Red Sox Fans Disappointed Me

This weekend I took a 9 hour drive (14 when you count time out for the flat tire) to Boston to see the Toronto Blue Jays play at Fenway Park. I had planned this trip 2 months ago and was looking forward to it since then. As time was approaching, the guy I was going to see the game with, Kevin, kept telling me how my Jays jersey was going to get the Sox fans riled up, and they were going to make fun of me and possibly beat me up (at that, I’m sure he was joking because I am too pretty for anyone to seriously want to harm).

I was looking forward to this. I’ve always wanted to be one of the few who wears the opposing team’s jersey. I heckle Yankees fans when they come to the Skydome; and Jays fans are, I would assume because of the Canadian thing, the most polite. If we heckle visitors, then surely, the Sox fans would destroy visitors.

I should say that I had a blast at the game. It was a great game (we won) and it was at Fenway Park (my favorite part of the park was the seats…they’re really old) and I had a Fenway Frank (tasted like all other hot dogs in my life).

However, the fans were LAME. I wore my Jays jersey all day, hoping to attract attention (cause I’m an attention whore, we all know that). And nothing. One extremely friendly guy at a banana stand took back his “bless you” from my sneeze when he say my shirt, but that was it! All day! I had a couple of guys from Toronto approach me, and every other Canadian down there asked me where I was from, but other than that nothing. I figured that the reason was because I had stuck to the touristy areas all day.

Walking into the park, the streets were crowded with people, all wearing red shirts and Sox hats. I figured this was where it would start. Nope. Only Jays fans approached me.

Then in the stadium, same thing, I got ignored. I spent the entire game (accidentally) kicking the chicks sitting in front of me. Even they didn’t turn around and call me a bitch.

I asked the guy sitting next to me a question at one point, after he answered, he got up and moved one seat over. So maybe the Sox fans’ way of giving visitors grief is by ignoring them?

Come on Sox fans!! Was it because we creamed you?

And, why the hell do you sing “Sweet Caroline”? Did she wear red socks?