Folks in the Fenway Park tour group had no way of knowing that there was greatness behind the wheel of the Ford Expedition in the dark underbelly of the ancient ballpark.
How could they possibly have known? They were an assortment of tourists from New Hampshire, Virginia, Texas — even a few from France. They wore Red Sox jerseys, had cameras in their hands, and seemed to be enjoying their discovery walk under the stands behind home plate.
Suddenly, a couple of Fenway security people asked the folks to step aside and make some room in the cramped space. A silver SUV was wedged between a couple of the load-bearing beams in the dark concourse and the vehicle was attempting to back up, pivot, and exit from the bowels of Fenway.
And so the tourists made room and the SUV maneuvered its way out of Fenway Park with precision and ease.
“Pretty good, huh?’’ said the smiling driver, Carl Yastrzemski, as he turned onto Yawkey Way. “I still got it.’’
Friday, June 19, 2015
Yaz
Former Red Sox great Carl Yastrzemski makes one of his rare trips to Fenway Park, so we get a civil column from Shank.
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I enjoy reading these take-downs (generally), but Shaughnessy is a bit of a treasure. He insists we not take sports too seriously, knows that bemused negativity is more interesting than praise, and almost every column has an insightful phrase, a true observation I'd not have thought of my own. His job is to entertain and give you something to think about. phil
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