Whoops– sorry, Mr and Mrs Price

Did you ever stick your foot so deep in your mouth that it took major surgery to extract it?

After the Red Sox opening day game, at which our new Ace, David Price, and our new prime reliever, each gave up three run homers (Sox lost to the Orioles), my wife and I stopped into one of our favorite restaurants for a bite to eat and to let the crowds subside.  Seated next to another couple who clearly had attended the game, I mouthed off about how we spent a zillion dollars and nonetheless this guy Price had stunk up Fenway Park.

Later in the conversation, Laura noted the Southern accents and asked where the other couple were from.  Tennessee, we were told.  Just up for the game, we asked.  Oh yes, they replied; we always travel to see our son David pitch.

David Price’s mom Debbie was most cordial about it.  The dad?  Well he shook my hand but I do think he would have preferred to not have.

Ouch.

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