For yet another March, a bunch of winter-weary, fish-belly-white, dressaging, hel-loaded, baseball-lovin' Bostonians headed down to Fort Myers for some baseball, booze and beach. From the scary lemonade drinking "baseball girls" at the Best Western Waterfront to the dead fish and surly grunge boy bouncers at Fort Myers Beach, this posse ruled South-Western Florida for eight unforgettable days during their quest for Red Sox baseball and their desire to unfold the mystery of the Woody's baby.
This is their story.
Boston Red Sox Spring Training 2003:
The Trip!
DAY ONE
DAY TWO
DAY THREE
DAY FOUR
DAY FIVE
DAY SIX
DAY SEVEN
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