Fever Pitch Page #6

- Hey, you wanna know something?

- What?

- I like you.

- I like you.

No, I mean, I really like you. I even wrote down

a list of all the things I like about you.

You made a list?

Yeah. I don't have it with me,

but I can remember it.

I'll skip down because

the first six are all body parts.

Uh, number seven:

I like that you drink in the afternoon.

Number eight:
I like sometimes you talk

out of the side of your mouth a little bit.

And it's like- it's like an adorable

stroke victim.

I do?

No, it's very cute.

It really is. Uh, number nine.

You know, when you're getting ready

in the mirror, just when you're about finished...

you go like-

It's so cute, I wanna kill myself.

It's fantastic. Uh-

- Hey, when's your break?

- Hmm?

- For your school vacation. When do you get off?

- End of March.

- That's when you're in Baltimore, right?

- Yeah.

Well, it's a really big deal in my family,

because it's my dad's birthday and Easter...

and my sister's anniversary

all in the same week.

- A cluster.

- Yeah. Uh-

So, uh, how would

you like to come?

Ooh, too fast?

Too serious?

No, why?

Did I look like I was just-

- You were a little.

- No, 'cause-

No, I-I made-

I have a previous commitment.

- Oh, plans?

- Yeah, yeah.

Um, see, I didn't tell you about it,

'cause I knew you were gonna be away.

I figured it wouldn't matter,

but every year during Easter vacation...

uh, me and my friends,

we go down to Florida.

You and your buddies go down

to Florida for spring break? At your age?

No, no, no, not spring break.

Spring training with the Red Sox.

Oh, you get to train

with the Red Sox?

Are you allowed to do that?

Well, we don't actually-

We watch the games.

Aren't those just practice games?

Yeah, yeah, but there's

more to it than that.

We scout the players.

We-We say which players they should keep...

- which they should get rid of.

- And the Red Sox ask your opinion?

Well, not yet.

But if they ever do, uh-

Okay, I've been avoiding this.

There's something

you don't know about me.

Oh, God, here comes

the bag of hair.

The thing is, uh,

I am a Red Sox fan.

- Yeah?

- No, I'm like a big, big Red Sox fan.

I know. I mean, I've been

to your apartment...

and seen the Red Sox dish towels

and glasses and the Yankee toilet paper.

- It's like you live in a gift shop.

- It's worse.

See, when I was a kid,

I moved here from New Jersey...

and I didn't have

any friends or anything...

so my Uncle Carl started

taking me to Fenway Park.

I just-

I got lost in the game.

I mean, the ballpark

and the people.

The color, the sounds.

The smells.

And then he got cancer

and he died.

He left me his season tickets.

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