Yesterday, as a birthday present to Amber, the two of us and my father went to Baltimore to see the Red Sox play the Orioles.
I won’t say that we had the best possible seats. But I will say that there are few seats that could be better than those that we had.
Baltimore started off strong, but they faded fast. There were a few tense moments when they could have come back, but none panned out.
The Orioles were pretty good on the defense, but not good enough: the BoSox won 4-1.
I’m always happy to see the Sox play the Os, because I’m happy no matter who wins. Still, as a lifelong loser, by virtue of being a Red Sox fan, I have to cheer a bit louder when the Sox win than when the Orioles win.