From afar...
From Austin's point of view...
I have concluded that this fence is Austin’s nemesis --- and the only way Austin can beat it, is by getting as many items of athletic equipment over it as humanly possible. Maybe it talks smack to him. Maybe it openly mocks him in front of the pretend crowd that cheers him on while he attempts in his many last second shots, touchdown passes, etc. Even worse, maybe it talks in his backswing -- stupid fence, I hope Jose rips you up even more with his weed whacker.
I’ve got to admit though, it is a worthy opponent. It kicked butt on those 100 MPH straight-line winds. It even beat a tornado from 100 yards away. When all other fences in the neighborhood faltered, it triumphed. I guess what I’m saying is that the Brown Monster can beat the crap out of your fence.
Austin sure has kicked its butt over the past few months though. The soccer ball has gone over it at least 20 times. Add to that -- a few baseballs, 3 different footballs, Frisbees, many many whiffle golf balls (which were subsequently ruined by Jose’s lawnmower), and so on.
Seriously though, Austin loves making things go over the fence. It’s so weird. He can reach three-quarters of the way up the thing, but yet, if he gets a ball over…it’s awesome!! While this little game really bugs me, it still makes me wonder...what is he thinking? Is it really a challenge? Is it that instinct in human beings that makes us want to climb tall mountains, build the largest buliding, or make the fastest car?...or is it just a stupid game that frustrates parents and inevitably leaves good equipment out in the sprinklers overnight.
For those that missed the obvious Sweet Caroline reference, here ya go. It comes from the land of the Green Monster...my fence's hero. Singing this song in the 8th inning will bring you all the luck in the world. It may even break an eighty-six year curse.
If you play this, you'll want to pause the music on the bottom...otherwise it is really annoying.
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As a follow up, when I drove home a couple of days ago, there was a tennis ball and a little nerf ball across the street by my house. Maybe he's going to try and clear the next fence over too.
I don't prentend to understand men, but I understand little boys. I think if you set a "bar" (or fence as the case may be) the heart and head of a little boy immediately wants to clear it. And not just clear it well, but higher and farther than any one has ever, or will ever see. That is what makes them "awesomest" or "bestist" or as Tyler says "betterest" than anyone else. Oh yeah...Tlyer also says "watch mom, this is "pro-ish" (that's my personal fav). so dream big! little boys and remember the whole world is watching even if you can't prove it.
Nice. You fixed the comments section.
Very nostalgic post. I remember Fenway well...good times. If I was ever to move back to the East Coast, I would have to live near Boston.
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