Every year, I would watch the World Series, and more years than not, they show these older female fans lamenting about how they’ve been fans their whole lives and never seen their team win a World Series. As a Red Sox fan, we’ve been spoiled this century with an amazing run of championships, but those interviews have stuck in my brain to remind me that you never know when the last World Series you see your team win is going to occur. With that attitude, I told Joel in 2018 that if the Red Sox made it to the World Series, we needed to do whatever it took to go to a game. Which at the time was no small feat- I was coaching volleyball, so I had a pretty limited time frame that it would work. Thankfully, the stars aligned and game 5 fell on a Sunday and in Los Angeles, which was a much easier trek for us from Montana.
One problem though- the Red Sox were a juggernaut, and we weren’t even sure that it was going to make it to game 5. We held off on booking a flight until we knew the game was actually going to happen. Red Sox won the first two games, and then came game 3. With conflicting feelings, we watching all 18 innings, and breathed a sigh of guilty joy when the Red Sox ultimately lost despite Nate Eovoldi’s mammoth effort. Immediately after the loss, we booked our flight to leave early Sunday morning and return not even 24 hours later and tried to wrap our heads around getting to see our favorite team play on the biggest stage!
When we got into town, we dropped off our stuff at the hotel we were staying at and went to some random sports bar. The food and experience was very average, but we were buzzing for the game, so it didn’t really matter.
What did matter was after the game. How do you celebrate a World Series win in Los Angeles? With In-N-Out, of course! We Ubered to the nearest In-N-Out, where we had the most delicious fast food burgers I’ve had in my life. Granted, I think the experience and drinks I had at the game may have played into this evaluation, but whatever. I still enjoyed it.
Initially, Joel and I had planned on not getting a hotel and just staying out celebrating all night since our flight left so early the following morning. Thankfully, our friend Riley, who joined us on the trip, talked us into getting a hotel room, which I am eternally grateful for. We would not have made it, and even though we only got a few hours of sleep, they were fully necessary.
Joel and I are ballpark nerds, so we always go to games early when we have a chance, but if you find yourself in a position to go to a World Series game, I recommend getting in right when the gates open. There are things around to go see, and I know those tickets aren’t cheap, so take in as much as you can! We got some photo ops, some free giveaways, a couple of drinks, and took in BP from the outfield bleachers.
Overall, I can’t say enough about the whole experience at Dodger Stadium. Would it have been the same if the Red Sox had lost? I guess we’ll never know.
Just a couple of sports fans touring the world, one stadium at a time.