As soon as I found out I had tickets to the last 3 Sox games ever at the old Yankee Stadium, my friend from Boston and I decided that it would be just fabulous to go together. For once a plan of ours actually worked out, and about six months later we were at the Stadium, thoroughly enjoying some historic games.
The first two were fairly uninteresting and lopsided, but the third and final game was absolutely riveting. The Yankees won of course, thanks pretty much completely to Moose and Giambi (and a little bit of Cody Ransom…and some Brett Gardner…), providing a very nice little ending to the whole Rivalry at the Stadium thing. (Cody Ransom, by the way, ended the day with an average of .750 and had his first hit that wasn’t a homer. Good for him.) A-Rod was booed non-stop by some guys sitting a few rows in front of me, which was actually pretty funny. If Jeter bobbled a catch and screwed up a douple play, they would say, “A-Rod, why would you do that?” Likewise if Giambi fell down or someone was caught stealing or something.
Actually, in the end Brett Gardner was the one who practically fell down. Giambi had his lovely little walkoff hit to left center and Gardner’s just hanging out on third waiting to see where it lands. You know, for tagging up and whatnot, which would have been smart if it had been anywhere near any outfielder. So he kind of tripped and half-fell and ran home when he realized he could, which was cute. My throat did not appreciate the wild screaming that went on when he finally crossed the plate and was mobbed by the rest of the Yankees, but it was worth it.
Cody Ransom is awesome.
The last first batter ever for Boston- Ellsbury (and Moose pitching).
The last first batter for the Yanks against the Sox- Johnny (and Lester pitching).
Damaso Marte and Mo playing catch.
