A LITTLE BANG FOR OUR BUCK

It’s been over decade since Bill Buckner visited Fenway Park. His return marked the vindication of a great player in the town that, I think, knew down deep, that this man was never the real goat of the ‘86 series.

I sat in the RF Box today watching a historical moment, which I will remember forever. I watched it on NESN in ‘04, but nothing compares to seeing it in person. 

The weather was absolutely perfect. Barely a cloud in the sky, the sun shined bright with a cool breeze blowing out towards left (perfect).

The dropping of the 2007 flag over the 2004, covering the entire length of the green monster, was amazing to see. But the thing that made it unforgettable was the firm breeze that kept the 2007 flag from fully draping itself over the 2004 flag, which, it was trying to cover.  The wind left only the 2004 in clear sight as the fans waited for the flag to drop properly.  It left me with just one thing to say. “Wow, we just can’t let go of 2004.”

It finally did fall for the entire world to see, and that’s when I got a text message from my brother Ratty.  BUCKNER! Are you kidding me? Buckner was throwing out the first pitch?  It was the kind of news that changes the entire way you look at the day.  For some reason I was all about this moment. I don’t even remember the play or Buckner’s career. I was like 7, and I hate when people my age say they remember such moments because they flat out DON’T.

Any-who, The moment didn’t disappoint. The man appeared gloriously from behind the 2007 flag and walked his way from the outfield to the pitchers mound. Again, I don’t remember the man, but we are not allowed to forget “the play.”  For some reason I felt for the man and screamed with all I had.  Prudent or not prudent I am proud to show this man as an example to my kids when I tell them stories about the Sox.  Cause a man stands up. Not for the glory, but for himself.  The cheers raged through Fenway like it was a Beatles concert. It didn’t stop until Buckner was able to compose himself enough to throw a perfect strike to Dwight Evans at the plate.

So here’s to you Billy Buck, you will always be welcome at the friendly confines.  And let me say what is rightfully deserved to you. We are sorry.

(Sox 5, Detroit 0.  Dice-K does his thing and opening day 2008 closes as just the 8th game of season, but for me, it was one for all time)

 

Long Live The Circle Theatre

The Circle Theatre, in Cleveland Circle, is kind of like Great Woods in Mansfield, MA (now the Tweeter Center). It may be called Circle Cinemas, but it will always be the Circle Theatre to me. One of the oldest Theatres in Boston reminds us when ushers, were really ushers, and not 16 year old kids holding brooms and listening to there IPod’s while texting on there phones. It was a time of candy girls and bright lit marquees. When a doorman would greet you when you entered the theatre and an orchestra waited to entertain you with music before the show. It was the epitome of a “night on the town.” Now the so-called “Circle Cinemas” is more of a broken down old relic. It’s more a forgotten piece of Boston area history than a top notch stadium seated auditorium. The Cinema itself still plays popular films of the time and still has one of the best deals in the city. Tuesday Night’s are $5 dollar movie night. It say’s for a limited time, but I hope it becomes its signature. Access to the theater is easy via the Green Line on the MBTA. The final stop on the C-Line is Cleveland Circle and just a short walk up Chestnut Hill Rd to the cinema. The D-Line stop at the Reservoir is directly across from the cinema. Most Brighton Locals know of this spot, and most BC students do as well (excluding freshmen). It’s important to remember parts of the city that have become easier to forget. So on a Tuesday night after work or after class, drop by Cleveland Circle for a bite to eat and a beer and walk over the Circle to catch a $5 dollar flick to help save a little piece of History.