Mother Nature’s Day
Sunday, May 14, 2017 – Fenway Park, Section 33
Rays 11, Red Sox 2
The weather forecast wasn’t good for Mother’s Day weekend. Heavy rain was due in Saturday evening and throughout Sunday. The Rays do make another trip to Fenway, in September, so they would be able to make up a game if they had to, but they wouldn’t want to make up two. The Red Sox moved the start of Saturday’s game from 7:10 to 1:05 with the hopes that they could get it in before the rain. I know they’ve said in the past they try to avoid moving game times earlier if at all possible because of people’s travel plans to get there, so to me this extreme measure meant that they knew there was no way they’d play Sunday, and they wanted to make sure to at least get one game in. (Or maybe it was just so they wouldn’t have to wait an extra six hours to watch Chris Sale.) The move paid off; Sale dominated, the offense backed him up with run support, and the rain held off until later. It rained hard all night, and I expected Sunday’s game to be called around 10 am, saving us all the trip.
In the morning, the Red Sox tweeted that they planned to play, but knowing that there’d be no batting practice to watch, I waited until just before noon to start my drive in. I found a spot a block down from Kenmore Square, and as I walked up to the ballpark it was down to just a drizzle. Play ball!
My seat in Section 33 was technically under cover, so it wasn’t as bad as if I had been in the bleachers, but that section is open from behind, and the wind was swirling the mist underneath so that my camera and scorecard were getting rained on. It was a day game in mid-May, but it was the coldest one I had been to this year (not counting the Frozen Fenway hockey games in January of course). As the game went on, I added all my layers: knit hat, hooded sweatshirt, scarf over my legs like a blanket. (I try to avoid gloves, though, because it makes it hard to keep score.) I’ve gotta give credit to the two hardy New Englanders I saw eating ice cream… but only if they stuck it out till the end of the game like me.
And this game wasn’t ending any time soon. Drew Pomeranz works slowly to start with, and he had already thrown 57 pitches and allowed two runs when he took the field for the top of the fourth. Suddenly the trainers joined him on the mound, and he was on his way out of the game. We heard later that it was tightness in his left triceps. Ben Taylor got all the time he needed to warm up, then came in and gave up another run, putting the Sox down 3-1.
The Sox clawed some of the way back in the fifth inning, but even that ended in frustration. They sent 7 men to the plate, and Dustin Pedroia’s single pulled the Sox to within one run. But Christian Vazquez was thrown out at the plate, and Andrew Benintendi flied out with the bases loaded to end the threat with just one run in.
At the end of the seventh enough people had left that I was able to move over to Section 29, which was under cover and also had a solid wall behind it, meaning no rainy, gusty wind. The sky even brightened for a few minutes, causing everyone to shout, “The sun’s coming out!” but it quickly clouded over again. From the new seat I was able to see the clock over the back of the bleachers and noticed that we were already at the three-and-a-half-hour mark, with two innings still left to play.
It’s a good thing my new seat was (slightly) more comfortable, because the game still had a way to go. After Ben Taylor threw two innings of relief, Fernando Abad got the first two outs of the sixth. Matt Barnes finished the sixth and stayed in for the seventh, giving up the fourth Tampa run in the process. Robbie Ross notched a strikeout to end the seventh, completed the eighth by stranding two baserunners, and then came back out for the ninth. He gave up a run on three hits and managed to get two outs along the way. With two out and two on and the Sox down 5-2 in the ninth, Heath Hembree came in, and the next four batters went like this: RBI single, RBI single, RBI single, three-run homer. When the inning mercifully came to a close, seven Tampa runs had crossed the plate, and they now led 11-2.
The bottom of the ninth went quickly, and the game finally ended just after 6:00. The official time of game was 4:32, just 13 minutes shy of the all-time record for longest 9-inning game (which I also had the dubious pleasure of attending, back in 2006.) I don’t mind sitting through uncomfortable weather when the game play is good, but there was just nothing good to come out of this one.
on June 4, 2017 at 10:40 pm
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