I landed in Providence last night at about 8:30, but I’m just now able to get a dial-up connection for the Etch-A-Sketch.
As soon as we got off the plane, everyone gathered around the TV to check out the score. It was 0-0 in the top of the second. I figured by the time I got my bag and car and got on the road for Mass, I’d have missed most of the game. Not so! I hit the I-95 around 9:30, just in time to listen to the bottom of the 4th.
I fiddled with the radio a bit until I found what I was looking for. I nearly cried. There was Joe Castiglione! I was cruising down the road listening to the Sox and Yankees on Sox Radio. I wouldn’t have to listen to those moronic Fox Sports announcers!! I was so happy that I missed the turn toward Rockland and wound up taking 3A instead of 3 south…extending my trip by an extra 45 minutes or so, as I traveled through Quincy and all the little towns along the way.
It didn’t bother me one bit.