Derek Jeter Retires and Boston’s Tickets Sail


On Wednesday, February 12, Derek Jeter announced he is retiring after the 2014 season. Immediately after, Boston’s tickets sailed to historical prices

It wasn’t long after Derek Jeter of the New York Yankees announced he was to retire after the 2014 season, Boston’s tickets sailed to historical prices. On Wednesday, February 12, Derek Jeter signed off the Yankee’s roster when he stated he would not be continuing his baseball career after the 2014 season. Moments after his announcement, tickets at Fenway rose a whopping 278.2% according to ESPN’s Darren Rovell. At least for the final games against the Yankees, September 26-28. September 28 is supposedly Jeter’s last game of the regular season and there will be a remarkable farewell no one can miss. As remarkable, most say, as Mariano Rivera.

Prices soared Wednesday from $26.00 (cheapest) to $200.00. Face it,  Jeter is a hot commodity! The average ticket rose in an hour to $1,153.01 and right field boxes, at minimum cost, took wind to $11,002.55! Kudos to those who bought tickets prior to the announcement. I betcha you feel like you won the lottery.

Although a fierce rival to the Boston Red Sox, Derek Jeter is and always will be an icon, a role model to all. Even diehard Red Sox fans can admire the shortstop’s talent and enthusiasm for the game. Hence the reason why September 28 will be a day in history for baseball. Hence the rise in ticket sales. It will be a different game when he’s gone that’s for sure. One of the most “down to earth” players in the league, Pedroia states, Jeter has made the navy and white pinstriped uniform a national symbol of strength and endearment. Rookie, Daniel Nava of the Red Sox praised Jeter when in 2010 Nava was signed onto the Red Sox, stating he was the one to watch on the field.

His story is one to tell and who doesn’t want to be there, at Fenway, when Jeter is in his Yankee pinstripes one last time?  I know one thing is for sure—when he walks out onto the field that last inning, on September 28,  a wave of cheers will fill the stadium of Yankees and Red Sox fans alike. So is it really worth the rise in ticket sales?

Hell yeah it is!

The Wake Up Call: An Obstruction that Cost the Game


Game 3, bottom of the ninth, Allen Craig stumbles over Will Middlebrooks and third base umpire, Jim Joyce signaled for obstruction

It was a night to remember for sure. I, unfortunately, did not watch the game, but I surely got a wake up call. It was 10:00 in the morning; yes, call me an unsupportive Red Sox fan, but due to unfortunate circumstances in more ways than one, I did not know what happened until my phone rang this morning and there was a very livid Red Sox fan on the other side. Truly, I thought someone had died! “You don’t know what happened?” He asked in a very frustrated, annoyed and anxious voice. “What!?” It took him a moment to get it out. My hands began to shake and my heart began to race. Knowing after a moment he was referring to last night’s game, I replied, “Did somebody get hurt?” ” I can’t believe you don’t know what happened, but no, no one got hurt.” “Well thank God for that.”

It was the bottom of the ninth and Pedroia made an astonishing play to get Yadier Molina of the Cardinals out at home. Saltalamacchia proceeded to atempt a double play and threw to Middlebrooks at third to make the second out. Middlebrooks unfortunately fell to the ground in lieu of Salty’s throw, but the play was made by backup Daniel Nava no matter. “Safe!” gestured the home plate umpire, Dana DeMuth . Craig blatantly was not safe, but the third base umpire, Jim Joyce, claimed Middlebrooks had obstructed the runner’s passage. This was not the result all of Boston fans wanted.

There were other moments in the game and other decisions that were made to cause anxiety for us fans, but the final call was just too much for some of us to handle, including my friend on the other side of the phone this morning. For instance, where was Mike Napoli when we needed him? Benched!? Why did Farrell put Workman in the lineup when he could have easily replaced him with Napoli, a much stronger hitter? 1,2,3 strikes he’s out. Workman didn’t just strike out, but he struck out looking.

2-1 Cardinals. Again, these teams – the Red Sox and the Cardinals – and specifically the umpires are not making  this easy for us Bostonians to stomach. The question now is, will the Red Sox persevere or will they crumble? I don’t even think this is a question of concern. The Sox don’t have defeatist attitudes. In fact they have quite the opposite. If anything they may lose one more game to keep us on the edge of our seats, but that’s as far as it goes. They are a strong bunch of guys and they don’t lose easily. They will persevere and fight to the final inning of the final game back home, in Boston.

So fans, prepare yourselves for the roller coaster ride of your life. There are potentially four games left of the series. We’re not even half way through. Let’s keep the energy flowing and forget about what happened, bad call or not, it happened.

A Moment of Gratitude and a Congratulations for the Yawkey Way Report

Just outside the gates of Fenway Park

Back row l to r Zach, Sly, Charlie, Aidrian, Eugene; front Jenny, Brendon


It’s been a long hall since February and I cannot believe the season is almost over, but I have to face it, the season is coming to an end and I have a lot to be grateful for.  I never thought I would be even a so-called member of the “Pink Hat” fan club. I have to say that’s an honor! Thanks Tim for dropping the label. I never thought I would make it, but because of all the wonderful support and appreciation for my writing talent by my fellow co-workers (Kara), and the elite, (Sly, Leigh, Maura and Tim) the show went on and I persevered (even if it was by the skin of my teeth).

It was a rollercoaster of a series of unexpected events for not only the Red Sox, but for myself. There were moments of glory like when I interviewed Chef Ron Abell and took an exclusive tour of Fenway park and its entirety; and when I arrived at her decked-out pad in Wellesley, MA, and interviewed the most loyal fan in baseball, Lynne Smith. Lynne surely put me in my place as I had believed for so long I was a true Red Sox fan.

Although most moments were those of being enlightened by the intelligence of dedicated Red Sox fans (some Yankees) other moments were not as promising or worthy for the Yawkey Way Report blog and/or publication, but that’s okay because those failures lead me to heartfelt and emotional passages about the beloved Boston Red Sox. I believe the most honored moments I can remember seemed unfathomable at the time, like the many home games I hung out with the report’s sales staff. I grew such an appreciation for them and their talents for I could never sell and keep up with the demand as they had fantastically done at each and every day/night, in Boston.  You guys are awesome!

I slipped at times and fell hard, but because of the respect and dignity and dedication for the publication (Tim and Maura and Sly), the blog (Kara and Leigh), the sales and marketing (the entire sales staff), and for all of the employees (all the writers, Leigh, Tim, Sly and Maura) I was able to push myself through and get what I needed done for the most part.  This is by far the greatest accomplishment and experience I have done thus far in my life.  Thank you everyone! Thank you to all the readers and fans who supported the Yawkey Way Report and thank you Red Sox for being #1!

Not only did the Red Sox make it to the World Series with all of their hard work and perseverance but so too did the Yawkey Way Report. Congratulations for such a successful season!

Game 6: We Made It!

Game 6

Red Sox make it to the World Series, Game 6

It’s Soxtober and the train to North Station was bustling from end to end on Saturday night with all types of characters ready and eager to watch the Sox kick some Tiger butt. I’ve never seen the train so full. Packed like a herd of cattle being shoved off to the slaughterhouse. Let’s go Red Sox!

Onward! The green line was even busier than the station. A sea of red dissipates. We were packed like sardines with barely any room to breathe. There was a couple from Delaware, unbeknownst to what they got themselves into as they took a lovely fall vacation to Boston. It just so happened that their getaway fell on the most important day in baseball history. They had no clue as to what was going on; why the train was busier than any given weekday in New York  City. Then there was the public accountant, dressed from head to toe in Red Sox gear.  He was on his way to meet 8 of his friends to reap the benefits of his lucky draw. His office raffled off the tickets where he became the fortunate winner.

As the train moved closer and closer to our destination of Fenway Park, the sea of red grew stronger and stronger. In the midst of it all I had to take a moment to soak it all in. It wasn’t that I had tickets to the game, but instead I was there to see it all up close and personal. I wanted to be at the ballpark in spirit. Upon entering Kenmore, the sea of red dispersed abruptly. The sights, the sounds and the smells were like no other as I stepped into the open air. Immediately the attention grew and the crowd raced to Landsdowne and Yawkey Way. I think the entire Boston Police force was out to protect our city and to keep things clean and ,of course, watch a bit of the Sox or as much as they could while remaining on duty.

This was surely a night to remember. As I walked down Landsdowne in the bottom of the fifth inning, after catching a glimpse of the game at Jerry Remy’s, I heard the crowds in the stands go wild, followed by an uproar of boos. What just happened, I wondered. (Dustin Pedroia hit a foul ball which was inches away from being a homerun.)

Seventh inning stretch: I was getting a little antsy. After all, the crowd seemed unnerved. Franklin Morales took over and the score was now 2-1, Tigers. That’s the last I heard before I had to leave to make it back to the station before the stampede.

On Sunday, the day after the Red Sox won game 6 of the ALCS, I was in Kenmore where there was a lull. The aftermath; I never made it to my train, but the Sox made it to the World Series. It’s unfathomable at this point – how far they made it this year. It’s almost over, their season, but we have a lot to say – we are a city, we are a team and the Sox are taking it ALL THE WAY HOME!

Postseason, Fenway Park Draws Fans of all Ages


Game 1, postseason: The Red Sox take on the Tampa Bay Rays. They win by a landslide, 12-2. The fans go wild, but I have to say, I was slightly perturbed by the number of fans who were, at the bottom of the eighth, on their way out and making their way to the exits through Fenway – the opposite direction to which the game was being played. Why was everyone leaving so soon? They were winning and yes it was by a landslide, but come on, it’s the playoffs, game 1! Fans need not miss a waking moment at this point! It’s the playoffs for crying out loud! Who would have thought we’d get this far in the first place?! Well, in retrospect, no matter, it gave me a chance to get down on the action. It was time to hit the bars, but first I needed insight from the innocent. As I was walking down Yawkey Way I scouted out a few young fans; fans that were at Fenway for their first time. Hannah, 9, Evan 6, and Meghan 8, took a trip with their dad to Fenway to see the Sox play their first game in postseason. I’m glad, for their sake, the team pulled through and won. All the way from New Hampshire, these kids were more than excited. They were ecstatic. You could see it in their demeanor and in their eyes. When I asked what their most memorable moment was, Hannah replied, “when Big Pappi hit not one, but two homeruns!”

JD Drew is Evan’s favorite player, while Big Pappi and Dustin Pedroia are Meghan and Hannah’s respectively. Coming all the way from New Hampshire, these young fans show great pride in their Boston team. As their first time at Fenway came to an end, I could not let them go until I knew just how cool it was for them. Their responses were nothing more than whimsical: Two “Awesome!” and a “Great!

I had the opportunity, game 1, to interview others so stay tuned for those interviews about a diehard Yankees fan and what brought him to Fenway, the double Dan’s and what the Red Sox have in store for the upcoming postseason games, and predictions based on preseason’s flawless performances.

Reflections of 2013, Boston Strong

boston strong 2013

Reflecting on the 2013 season, the Boston Red Sox have a lot to be proud of. We, as fans, have a lot to be proud of. It was an enjoyable ride where passion and companionship took precedence over the actual game. With that said, it didn’t mean they put their careers on the back burner. Instead, it was quite the opposite. You see, I am a firm believer of  the power of ‘positivity’. That is, if you have a positive attitude no matter what comes your way, the energy flows and allows you to move gracefully toward your goals. That is exactly what happened with the  Sox this season. Let’s take a look at 2013. After all, it was their chemistry that brought them to postseason. Their chemistry and leadership, attitude on and off the field and their stamina.


As I look back at all of their accomplishments and even their failures – the Blockbuster Deal, John Lackey’s biceps strain, David Ortiz’ speech (given on any other day would have caused suspension), David Ortiz’ ill-fated Achilles tendon injury, José Iglesias’ demotion simply because Stephen Drew’s return, Koji Uehara’s impeccable performance as a 38-year old reliever, A-Rod’s appearance at Fenway, and so on and so forth – a tear comes to my eye. It was a journey alright. A journey that would lead a team once in shambles to a predicted victory in the World Series. Although a team at heart, who can forget about some of the most memorable moments directed at individual players? Yes, every one of them was an All-Star but who can forget about Jackie Bradley Jr.’s début in April, Mike Napoli’s consistent at-bats, Clay Bucholz’ accusation of firing spitballs when in fact it was rosin, Daniel Nava’s seemingly surreal 181385308[1]performances on the offense and Jacoby Ellsbury’s consistent stolen bases. Who can forget about the many times the team pulled together when they were losing and fought to bring about an admirable win? It was in May, for instance, the Red Sox were playing the Indians. They were down 5-2 yet they fought with all their might, pulled together and ended up winning that night.

These are the days to remember, the moments that will last forever. These moments which have brought spirit and community into our city. Come Friday, October 4, I feel as if it’s going to be a very emotional day for everyone. Somewhat like April 20, when the Sox returned home from being away, after the manhunt, to capture Dzhokhar and Tamerlan Tsamaev in lieu of the Boston Marathon bombings, April 15.

Now that the playoffs have finally arrived, we need to do our job (as we have always done) to keep the rally going. Continue fighting for our beloved Red Sox and cheer them on until the end. Let’s see them to the World Series. I believe! Do you?