
The crowd was roaring on almost every pitch last night, and with one out to go, the bar was ready to explode. When Jonathan Papelbon struck out Seth Smith, the bar erupted in unison. It was a wild celebration, and it reminded of the Riviera celebrations of three years ago, and the other Red Sox celebrations of this postseason. I was in the middle of it all, and it was a little scary at some points. I was hugging and high-fiving my friends, as well as other Sox fans I didn't know.
After the first few minutes, I ran down stairs and got the champagne. My friend Steve and I got the bottle popped open, and I started jumping up and down while spraying the champagne over my friends. After just a few seconds I saw the bottle was completely empty.
The celebrating went on for a few hours. We danced to "Sweet Caroline," "Dirty Water," and other Boston classics. I did more dancing last night than I did in the last 30 years of my life. It was a night to celebrate and let it all hang out. I also pulled out my camera and took pictures with my friends.
It was one of the fun nights of my life. I'll never forget it.
Thank you Red Sox.
1 comment:
It was New Years' Eve, ONLY Better
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