I attended last night's Red Sox game, where they came back from a 7-0 deficit to finally win on J.D. Drew's walkoff double in the bottom of the ninth. The change in atmosphere at Fenway Park could not have been more dramatic once Big Papi hit his 3-run homerun to bring us to 7-4 in the bottom of the 7th.
For 6 innings we watched Tampa Bay clobber us and the Sox doing nothing in return. I've never heard Fenway so quiet.
Then, the electricity was turned back on and we never looked back. Good thing too, because I jumped up on my chair to watch Big Papi's homerun clear the right field wall, and then jumped up and down in excitement. My seat collapsed under me, but it didn't matter because nobody in Fenway sat down for the next 2 1/2 innings.
Here is my godfather, Richard, and me about 20 minutes before gametime.