A few weeks ago, you got the fake Wally the Green Monster. Today, I give you the real deal.
Zan has met Mr. The Green Monster at Fenway Park on a couple of occasions (I’ll have to dig up those photos when I’m back at Casa de Scratches). This most recent meeting took place last night in the field house at my old high school, where the end-of-season tee-ball banquet took place.
At last year’s banquet, Wally was a no-show. Claimed he got stuck in traffic. Personally, I’m guessing he was tying one on at a local bar. I mean, c’mon: just look at that nose and big gut; clearly, the guy’s a rummy.