Friday, September 29th...Today And The Weekend At Fenway
"Outside the street's on fire
In a real death waltz.
Between what's flesh and what's fantasy.
And the poets out there write nothing at all.
They just stand back and let it all be."
And that's what we have to do, too. We might be watching our last three games with the beloved Trot Nixon. I hope not. With all my heart. Trot is the original dirt dog. His defensive skills, right now in 2006, are by far the best suited to patrol a very tough Fenway Park right field. No one does it better. So we hope. We hope that he will be out there in early April of 2007. And we enjoy the last series at Fenway...a cool and beautiful three days to come as the rain ushers in a new Canadian air mass.
Oh, and the lyrics are from Bruce Springsteen, from 1975. The song, from the album BORN TO RUN,is called JUNGLELAND. An anthem landmark. It does not get any better. Never will.