Fenway park: au coeur de la vie en Nouvelle-Angleterre

Malgré une fin de saison 2011 atroce, les partisans des Sox, presque tous les habitants de la Nouvelle-Angleterre, se préparent pour la nouvelle saison. Une saison qui marquera le centième anniversaire du plus vieux et plus petit stade des ligues majeures. Dans cet article du Boston Globe, le journaliste Bob Hohler fait ressortir la relation privilégiée qu'entretiennent les partisans avec "leur" stade.

 "A first kiss.

 A last breath.

Soaring spirits and scattered ashes. Humanity at its best and worst in an emerald memorial to us, the sons and daughters of a baseball century.

We are Fenway Park.

For 100 years, a brick-faced meeting place near the banks of the Muddy River has bound us together in happiness and heartache through the seasons of our lives. We have shared the sensations. Our first breathtaking glimpse of Fenway in paradise green.

The ache of scrunching into quirky nooks of the antique park, craning to track the game’s greatest hits. The echoes of tens of thousands of voices joined as one. We remember the names, from Smoky Joe in 1912 to Salty 100 springs later.

We see the faces: Honey Fitz, FDR, Tony C, Bobby V. Through it all — world wars and World Series, the Steel Age and steroids, eephus pitches and pink hats — Fenway has stood for us. We were born to it, we have led our children to it, and in the winter of our lives we have leaned on it like an old friend.

 It’s our graceland. A hundred years. A million stories. One family. We are Fenway Park.

http://www.bostonglobe.com/sports/2012/03/31/fenway-park-part-all/uabuOn1LwokpJHxUGcBFuI/story.html