Tuesday, March 22, 2005
My First Trip To Dreamland
Today, thanks to my official Red Sox Nation membership, which Dirt Dog told me not to get, I bought some Right Field Roof Deck tickets. I couldn't bring myself to get a hundred-dollars-per-seat table, instead going with the 25 dollar standing room seats. I mean, uh, places on the floor. I mean the roof.
As I've said before, years ago I used to have dreams of being up on that roof, looking out over Fenway. In only a few months, my dreams will come true. Except for the part where I start to fly over Fenway.
I should thank Dirt Dog, I guess. He really brainwashed a lot of people into not getting the card because of its name--giving me (and him, I'm quite sure) a better chance to get all the tickets and whatnot.
Thursday I go for my first shot at Monster Seats.
As I've said before, years ago I used to have dreams of being up on that roof, looking out over Fenway. In only a few months, my dreams will come true. Except for the part where I start to fly over Fenway.
I should thank Dirt Dog, I guess. He really brainwashed a lot of people into not getting the card because of its name--giving me (and him, I'm quite sure) a better chance to get all the tickets and whatnot.
Thursday I go for my first shot at Monster Seats.
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The room is hot and that's good
Some of my friends came by from the neighborhood
The people startin' a climb the walls
Ooh it looks like everybody is having a ball
Chorus:
Oh, what a feeling
When we're dancing on the ceiling
etc.
Some of my friends came by from the neighborhood
The people startin' a climb the walls
Ooh it looks like everybody is having a ball
Chorus:
Oh, what a feeling
When we're dancing on the ceiling
etc.
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