364 Days and Counting
Not really, but yesterday was our negative one anniversary. Fittingly, the Red Sox beat the Yankees to tie for the lead in the ALCS.
Which is now making me realize - what if there's a big game on our wedding day? The best I can hope for is a day game, like today's (a Saturday) and that by the time the ceremony starts we will already be sure of the outcome. But who can ever be sure of a Red Sox outcome even when it’s bottom of the ninth, two outs, no men on base?
Which is now making me realize - what if there's a big game on our wedding day? The best I can hope for is a day game, like today's (a Saturday) and that by the time the ceremony starts we will already be sure of the outcome. But who can ever be sure of a Red Sox outcome even when it’s bottom of the ninth, two outs, no men on base?
posted by hannah at 1:11 PM
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I was best man at a wedding in Boston that occurred simultaneously with the biggest Green Bay Packers game of the year, relevant because the groom and nearly all his friends and family were from Wisconsin. If you know anything about football and Wisconsin you know this was a recipe for catastrophe. More than a few Wisconsin weddings during football season have been ruined by transistor radios and next-room TVs draining the attention from the happy couple. I have seen several brides in tears.
Instead of fighting it the couple at the Boston wedding decided to roll with it. They taped the game at home during the wedding and reception, sealed off the facility as best they could from outside information sources so as not to learn the score, and offered a post-reception Packer party at their home with the taped broadcast on the big screen. The game was no disruption at all at the wedding or reception, and the post-party was a raucous exclamation point for a wedding that was already terrific. Fortunately everyone departed quickly and politely after the final gun so as not to delay the couple's wedding night any longer.
Excellent suggestion, Bob. Thanks.
I went to a wedding last October in Andover, MA (my hometown) that was the day of Game 3 of the ALCS. Luckily it was a morning wedding that I went to with J. and my parents for a friend from growing up. There were lots of kids I knew there from middle school and other such horrid places, but had no interest in partying with them. So J. and I left early, drove into Boston to a friend's house, and played poker and got hammered while the Red Sox disgraced themselves in that blowout game against the Yankees. I hope that's not my wedding night.
Maybe, when taping a game on a wedding day, someone should know the outcome of the game in case it's so bad it is sure to ruin the evening.
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