Last weekend my dad and brother surprised Caroline and Margaret with tickets (very NICE tickets) to Fenway Park. Margaret, almost a veteran having already attended one Sox game, was quite excited.
But Caroline was beside herself. Straight from her id she blurted, "Will I be on TV??"
Well, if you want to get on TV, you gotta make yourself into something to look at (and it doesn't hurt if you're seated right behind a cameraman.) So the girls banged out these signs you see them holding. Their plan was to whip them out during the traditional Fenway singalong, "Sweet Caroline". My mother and I watched every second of that game. The middle of the 8th inning came, and with it we can only assume Neil Diamond and his famous song. But for the folks watching at home all we saw was a pile of commercials. Oh well.
And then the phone rang.
"DID YOU SEE ME??"
"No..."
"I WAS ON THE JUMBO TRON!!" The ecstasy in her voice fairly melted the phone.
"No way!!"
"WAY! Okay, I gotta go!"
By the way, the Sox won that game.
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