Seriously, that's it?

This Veteran's Day weekend Chris and I decided to take a drive down the coast on MA to check out some of the countries most well known landmarks. And so we ended up in Plymouth, Massachusetts.

I've never claimed to be a history buff, by any stretch of the imagination, but I must say that Plymouth, MA was not all that's it's cracked up to be...

I mean, you've got your typical small town feel, paired with a replica of the Mayflower, but other than that, there is not much to do. And the rock, Plymouth Rock that is, happens to be no more than a small, concrete-mended, boulder that sits on the edge of the water. I like to think that it used to be A LOT BIGGER.

Room with a View

Most days this is about all I see of Boston. Don’t get me wrong, it’s a spectacular view of the apartment across the street, but it occurred to me last weekend that experiencing the fall through the (small) window of our apartment just wasn’t going to cut it. It was almost a “Forest Gump” like moment as I watched what could have been the last leaf fall from the scraggly tree that sits across the street. Charlie Brown himself would have been depressed by this sad representation of my first, and likely only, fall in Boston. And so, with that, Chris and I ventured out and saw a little of this beautiful city on a picturesque Fall day in New England.



The Charles River

Don't Forget Your Hail Mary

First and foremost, I did not visit a priest to say 22 Hail Marys, nor did I convert to the Catholic Faith. I did however attended another New England sporting event, but more on my Hail Mary later. This time it was not baseball but football at Boston College (or as everyone up here says, BC.)

A friend of mine from high school lives in Maine and has season tickets with a group of his friends to the BC football games. I was able to attend as one person decided to skip the game on Saturday...Not sure why he skipped the game....I mean...the high for the day was 45 degrees with wind gusts, at the Stadium, of up to 55 mph and driving rain. Who in there right mind would give up tickets to a game on such a nice day...

I can say without a doubt that football in the South is not better per se, just incomparable. The diiference is night and day. BC is having a great year, even though they choked against FSU, (and for the record I cheered for BC, it's time for Ole Bobby to retire!) but the feel of the game was like being at a top rated High School game in South Georgia. The first quarter sucked due to the rain, the cold, and the wind. About the middle of the 2nd quarter it cleared up. It was still cold and windy but at least the rain stopped. Come to think of it, this was my first Nor'easter but without the snow (I want the next one to have snow so I get the full experience of a Nor'easter.)

The BC Eagles lost to the Semi-holes when they threw an interception at the end of the game, which took away the chance for them to score the wining touchdown. It was not like back in the day....they should have had the Flakes...

Back to my Hail Mary. So as I started my 22nd Hail Mary, I noticed that everywhere I looked at the game I saw the #22. It was on the wall of the stadium, on jerseys, t-shirts, and a bunch of posters. Then it dawned on me that The Fans in Boston remember every detail, even at the collegiate level. The #22 was the number of the quarterback who performed the most famous Hail Mary of all: The one and only Doug Flutie (or the man behind the "Miracle in Miami" back on the 23rd of November in 1984, one of the greatest moments in college football.) I think his jersey has to be the best selling one of all time. Pretty crazy thinking that was back 23 years ago.

What time is it?

Let me start out by saying that, generally speaking, I’m all about daylight savings time. I enjoy falling back and springing forward just as much as the next person, but I have a problem. The problem is this: It’s Monday afternoon, and I’m sitting in front of the window, type, type, typing away, as I always do on Monday afternoons, and I see it. Or rather, I don’t see it.

Can someone please explain to me why, at 4:31 in the afternoon, the sun is GONE?

Geesh. Next thing I know it’ll be snowing or something. Nothing like a good snow in the dark to get you excited about winter in Boston...

Oh you Red Sox....They are Truly Crazy!

So as you all know by now the Sox won the World Series.

On Tuesday, after the sweep of the Rockies, the Nation (Red Sox Nation that is) celebrated with a huge parade from Fenway Park to City Hall. The parade ended right at the corner where we live (which is the corner of Irving Street and Cambridge Street.)

I'm not sure that people support and celebrate baseball anywhere else like they do here in Boston. The picture below was taken at City Hall* 3 hours before the parade even started (*a complex close to the place where the parade ended.)

The the parade coverage started at 10am on all of the local channels ndt ran until the 5 o'clock news started. They estimated that over 1 million people came out to support the team, get crazy, and act dumb. (And to make sure that everone knows that "The Yankees Suck".) Not to metion the fact that people were climbing trees, light posts, and stop signs to see the players better and the trophy better.

Above was just across the Boston Common from where we live.

Below is at the corner of our street looking up towards Boston City Hall. This photo does not do the scene justice.

Looking at the next picture you would have thought a bomb went off. Nope- Just the Crazy Faithful that live in Boston...

Faithful to the Sox!!!