“Oh, there’s a Red Sox game tonight? Well, that explains it.”
— a woman on the outbound D line at 6:15 p.m. this evening as we were pulling into Copley station, trying to figure out why it was so crowded
I wrote a while back that it surprised me how people could be so unaware of the Red Sox in such a baseball-crazy city. Well, explain to me how this woman could be so oblivious on the night of Game One of the playoffs (even if it is just the ALDS), when the train was beyond packed, and there were a ton of people wearing Red Sox gear. She had been on the train for at least a couple stops. What, did she think everyone was just out for a night on the town? Did she not see the Globe or the Herald today, or watch any of the local news programs recently? I’m not saying she has to be a fan or even watch the game, but how can she not know it’s happening?
Anyway … forget her. Let’s Go Red Sox!!!
Martin's Musings 
I live in Quincy, work downtown, and I have no goddamn clue when the Sox are playing.
A train packed full of people in Red Sox gear sounds like any normal day to me. If its super-packed, it could be a concert, a parade, anything. Half the city is wearing Red Sox gear at any given time
red sox fans should not be allowed on the T. drunk, lazy, and stupid is no way to go through life.
Oh, please. If you’re going to leave a comment like that, at least be man or woman enough to give a name and not post it anonymously. Thanks.