As you approached Fenway Park, the anticipation grew. The atmosphere was part carnival with a pre-heavyweight title fight buzz. We soaked it all in (along with a few beverages of course).

The screen shot above was later taken from my DVR of the broadcast from that night’s pre-game show on Fox. If you look closley in the bottom left corner there is a bright red Red Sox ski hat (under the Amstel Light sign). That would be me!

We got into the park as soon as possible and saw a little batting practice and soaked in the scene. We pointed out the media personalities on the field (all as giddy as we were in the stands). Fenway never looked more beautiful; the grass was greener, the lights were brighter.

It really was here, the World Series had come to Boston. And I was a part of it all.

Of course they broke out the big flag and unfurled it over the Monster.

The game itself was undescribable. From Ortiz’s home run all the way through to Bellhorn’s, the crowd was thrilled to be a part of it all.

And so were Paul and I.

And of course…this sight made it all the sweeter.

Especially for Paul, who joined the celebration in the streets after the game.