Friday night couldn't have gone much better. Three things I saw:
No. 1: The game I wanted to see.
With all the hype surrounding Steven Strasburg -- and Washington is and absolutely should be milking the hell out of it -- I wanted to see a show. I wanted to see the Sox win, too.
I got both. Strasburg was absolutely dominant, but thanks to pitch count restrictions, Gavin Floyd outlasted him. With games like these, the NCAA Tournament mindset of "survive and advance" comes to mind. The Sox did just that.
No. 2: Barack Obama.
I'd never seen a president in person, so there's one thing I get to cross off my list. The sniper on the roof of the press box tipped it off, and @bengarmoe on Twitter identified the section for me. I took a lap around the stadium searching for good angles while negotiating with the pretty strict ushers, so I posted four of them on Facebook.
He spent a fair amount of time talking to Jerry Reinsdorf.
No. 3: Eli "Paperboy" Reed.
If you don't know him, you should. Modern '60s-style R&B, performed with flair.
And tomorrow, I'll get to see Dayan Viciedo's major-league debut against Washington's J.D. Martin.
That said, I'm pretty wiped out, so I'll fill in the recaps/roundups later.
