I’m still here in Boston and tonight I got a special treat. I got to go to Fenway Park. Thanks Ross! (That’s Ross in the pic) He was the one with the tickets.
He runs a Boston Red Sox forum and is a huge fan. They were good seats too. Nine rows back from the dugout. I have never been a big baseball fan but Fenway is a historic thing so it was fun.
And as I am not a baseball fan, I was bored after awhile and my attention wandered until it came to rest on the grass on the field. My god! I have not seen grass that perfect in my life. Since I have never been that close to a professional baseball field, I never noticed that the grass has this sort of ethereal quality to it. It is just that perfect.
I am not a grass fan. No flowers, no food, and a plant just won’t get me too excited. I could care less about my lawn. But seeing the Fenway Park grass made me appreciate the grass fanatics out there. I understand what they are striving for. I still don’t care about my grass, but I have insight into what the appeal is now.
Apparently, the grass in Fenway Park was not always so perfect. I found this article about how they ripped the whole field up, dug down 2 feet and re-laid it all so that it was perfectly flat. Mind blowing that someone would put that much effort into grass, but they did.
I guess I am not the only one who is impressed with Fenway Park grass. There is even a book written by a groundskeeper at Fenway Park about how you too can have beautiful grass. Like I said, lots of effort but I guess it makes some people happy.
Boston won, by the way. And maybe just maybe playing on such perfect grass helped.