Ali and I rushed home last night from the Sox - O's game at Fenway so that we could catch the end of the Celtics - Heat game. Boston split the games last night (Sox won, Celtics lost) but the excitement in the city during this time of year is special. This city loves our pro sports teams and for good reason: each one of the majors have won a championship since I moved here in January '05. Six months can't go by without one of the teams making a playoff run. May & June are the peak of the insanity; as spring turns to summer, both the NBA and NHL are in playoff mode while the MLB season is hitting full stride. Nothing stirs the pride like a Bruins jersey on George Washington or Celtic jerseys on the 'Make Way for the Ducklings' statues in the Public Garden.
Attending a home game is really a lot of fun. Some of my favorite memories are singing along to Sweet Caroline at Fenway and the loads of Bobby Orr jerseys that surface at a Bruins game. Speaking of which, why don't I have one of those yet?
We're not without our hiccups though. Just yesterday, for example, Mayor Menino referred to Kevin Garnett as "KJ" and Rajon Rondo as "Hondo". Ooof. I was hoping that the incident could somehow be blamed on his heavy Bah-ston accent (which it couldn't). ESPN had a field day with that audio clip...