As I sit in the Northeastern Library, typing away on a laptop, I can’t help but look back at how many hours I did, or didn’t and probably should have spent studying while in college, but I think it all worked out for the best.
Back to the reason for this entry. I am taking batting practice at Fenway Park at noon, which less than three hours away, and I can hardly contain my excitement. I am trying to visualize what kind of contact I will make with the bat and the ball and I really have no clue.
HItting off a machine can be very difficult. I am hoping to go opposite field with one shot and then hit some ropes down the right field with the other.
Only time, will tell. I am hoping to get video of the entire experience on my iPhone, as I am sure to make friends in line.
I figure noon on a Friday should be a prime time slot.