Last Thursday was Floppy Hat Night at the PawSox, and a bunch of us from work (and a bunch from my extended family) trekked over to Pawtucket to check out the game. A good time was definitely had by all.
I got there early because I’d ordered the tickets online, accompanied by Sharon, Sara and Sara’s friend Ryan. Early is good on floppy hat night because it means we knew for sure we were going to get the goofy floppy hat they were handing out.
Tickets for a group that large in the box seats were $8.50 apiece. A bargain. (General admission is even cheaper, if you’ve got kids with you). The atmosphere of the ballpark is a good deal of the fun. That, the junk food and souvenirs combine to prepare you to watch some baseball and relax.
At a ball field, it’s easy to forget pretty much anything else that might be weighing on your mind. And this we did, in earnest, with the aid of beer and peanuts. And fried dough. And hot dogs. And you get the idea.
My boss was there, with his wife. Throughout the game he was pelting me and everyone else he could reach with the shells of the peanuts he was eating. Elder daughter K was ecstatic about everything that happened on the field, screaming along with her cousins. M was more interested in the stuffed “Sox” doll, but she’s naturally more low key.
Unfortunately for us, this game was a pitcher’s duel. Hits were few and far between, and the Sox lost 1-0. Bummer!
But we were undeterred from having a good time. Derek had proposed a trip to Wings To Go (just because) and so a number of us swung over there. Jake did not order the “homicide” wings, as Derek had dared him to, but he did get a cup of the sauce to dip his “suicide” wings in. Jake declared the sauce hot, but bearable — and declined Derek’s dare to drink the remainder of the sauce.
Of course, walking out of the place, when Jake asked me to throw away the homicide sauce, I couldn’t see it go to waste. I downed it in a gulp. It sat in my tummy for a good hour, burning, but there were no lasting effects other than an elevated mood.
Thumbs up to Wings To Go (as always) and thumbs up to a night at McCoy Stadium. We will definitely be returning.Posted by James at July 25, 2005 9:41 AM