
Fever Pitch Page #10
The outfield- the grass- is it spongy?
- Ben, focus.
- Sorry.
These seats are important to you, okay?
This is your summer family, your Uncle Carl.
- You love these seats.
- No. I fell in love with this when I was seven...
because I had nothing else.
Now I'm in love with you.
I don't need this.
I don't want this.
Wait. Wait, wait, wait.
You love me enough
to sell your tickets.
I love you enough
not to let you.
What do you say
we try to do all of it?
Let's try to jerk one
out of the park.
That's the sexiest thing
I've ever heard in my life.
Ma'am, you're gonna
have to come with me.
- Ben.
- Yeah?
I'm being arrested.
All right.
Let her go, buddy.
Never.
Well, you pretty much know the rest.
Rivera walks Millar.
Roberts pinch-runs and steals second.
Mueller drives 'em in.
Ortiz in extra innings.
Extra innings
again the next night.
Schilling's bloody sock
in New York.
L owe and Pedro
find their form.
Damon's grand salami
in game seven.
Bye-bye, Bambino.
Boston Red Sox have won the pennant!
So what am I saying? That it was
all karma because Lindsey came back to Ben?
Look. All I know is, when the Red Sox
went to St. Louis for the Series...
me and the girls
and Artie told them...
"You two gotta be there
to keep this thing goin'."
And they went,
and lo and behold-
Back to Foulke.
Red Sox fans have longed to hear it.
The Boston Red Sox
are world champions.
And that night
there was a blue moon and a total eclipse.
And those are the facts.
Oh. One more thing.
You know that little player
to be named later?
Ben says if its a boy,
they'll name him Ted Williams Wrightman.
If its a girl,
Carla Yastrzemski Wrightman.
Let's all pray for a boy.
Come to
Washington Square Tavern on Beacon Street...
where Sox fans hang-
...cars, SUVs, trucks and work trucks.
Come and get 'em at Cerrone Cadillac.
Ask for Kevin, and get your first drink free.
Remember. The Deluxe on Chandler and-
WEEl in Boston,
the Dennis and Callahan program.
Rolling. One, two, three. And-
- =TLF SUB TEAM=-
Let's go, Red Sox!
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