Good times never seemed so good, so good, so good!"
There are not many things for which I am thankful to Neil Diamond. But that song is one of them.
Whenever it's played, wherever it's played, I am transported here:
4 Yawkey Way
The information I have collected from numerous conversations about my home state, is that the moment you walk over the threshold of Fenway, you are instantly a Red Sox fan. How does this happen? Magic, I say. That place is just pure magic. I think even the banners have some magic dust sparkle to them.
But me? I'm one of the lucky ones. I was born with that magic sparkle in my blood. As a result, my baby girl is pretty lucky, too. Although she may not know it yet. But she is. Wicked lucky.
Isn't she wicked cute?
Go Red Sox!