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FishermanTim · 07-10-2009, 10:20 AM

Here's my one "true story" involving Jim Rice.

I had gone to a game with my girlfiriend and the Sox were down by a run with 2 out in the ninth, and Rice was up. He wasn't hitting like the Rice of old, but he could still produce on occaision.

Now bear with me - Coors Beer used to have a commercial during the late 80's that showed in one scene a couple leaving a ballgame (similar to the bleachers) and turning around when they hear the crowd roar.

My girl and I decided to leave because we didn't think Rice was going to do anything, since he had had one of those kinds of games, and as we were walking down the stairwell from the centerfield bleachers we heard the crack of the bat, the roar of the crowd and we, too, turned around and went back to our seats. Rice had tied the game with a solo homer, and the sox went on to win the game.

That's one of my most memorable times at Fenway.
Another was when we tossed Bob Stanley an ice cream bar (during a really hot day). We were sitting in dead-center field, first row, so we could see into the bullpen. We got his attention and asked if he would like something cold, and ice cream it was!

Oh, the good old days at Fenway, when every year was "The Year" they were going to go all the way.

07-10-2009, 10:20 AM	#33
FishermanTim Registered User iTrader: (0) Join Date: Feb 2003 Location: Hyde Park, MA Posts: 4,152	Here's my one "true story" involving Jim Rice. I had gone to a game with my girlfiriend and the Sox were down by a run with 2 out in the ninth, and Rice was up. He wasn't hitting like the Rice of old, but he could still produce on occaision. Now bear with me - Coors Beer used to have a commercial during the late 80's that showed in one scene a couple leaving a ballgame (similar to the bleachers) and turning around when they hear the crowd roar. My girl and I decided to leave because we didn't think Rice was going to do anything, since he had had one of those kinds of games, and as we were walking down the stairwell from the centerfield bleachers we heard the crack of the bat, the roar of the crowd and we, too, turned around and went back to our seats. Rice had tied the game with a solo homer, and the sox went on to win the game. That's one of my most memorable times at Fenway. Another was when we tossed Bob Stanley an ice cream bar (during a really hot day). We were sitting in dead-center field, first row, so we could see into the bullpen. We got his attention and asked if he would like something cold, and ice cream it was! Oh, the good old days at Fenway, when every year was "The Year" they were going to go all the way.