Last night, the Red Sox had one hell of crazy adventure in game one of the World Series. Jen and I were at the Abbey Lounge on the Somerville/Cambridge line to see our friends in Benny Sizzler.
The Abbey is a dark, tiny two room club. The bar is in one room and the stage is in the other. As far as I can tell, the rock room is in Somerville and the bar is in Cambridge. It's a townie bar that's in two towns. It's the kind of place where the only mixed drink that you should order is scotch and soda.
We got to the bar around the 4th inning and the Sox were up 7-2. We caught up with the Benny crew and by the time they hit the stage it was 7-7. The band kept asking for score updates between songs. Benny kept blasting through song after song. Those guys are merciless, I tell you.
After their set, we all crowd back into the bar side of the club, to watch the 7-7 tie in the 8th. We all see Manny's rollercoaster ride of a play to allow the Cards to tie it up 9-9. Chil, the singer/bassist in Benny literally collapses in front of the TV. His knees buckled. Some how the Sox get out of the inning with a tie.
In the bottom of the 8th, Mark Bellhorn hits a home run that clangs off of Pesky's Pole in right field, putting the Sox up 11-9. The bar goes wild, and then panics when Fox cuts to possibly the dorkiest fan in Red Sox Nation celebrating Bellhorn's heroics. It's a guy in a replica jersey doing the white guy dance. The guy behind me screams, "Dammit, now the whole country thinks we all dance like that f*cker!"
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