What’s that? Not only aren’t you celebrating Patriots Day, you’ve never even heard of it? Well, that’s because you don’t live in the great state of Massachusetts (and maybe Maine too, I’m not sure).
First of all, let’s make one thing clear: it has nothing to do with the football team. One of my dumb ex-girlfriends from college (a Yankees fan of course) started complaining that we get the day off for Patriots Day. When we asked why why she was so upset about it she said “It’s not like we have Giants Day or Jets Day in New York.” Yeah, I didn’t always pick winners.
But most of the state gets the day off to commemorate the Battles of Lexington and Concord, the first battles of the American Revolution. But that’s not what Patriots Day is about anymore. Allow me to paint a picture of how this unique holiday should be celebrated.
First of all, there are two mainstays of Patriots Day: The Boston Red Sox play an 11 a.m. game at Fenway Park and the Boston Marathon takes place. It’s the earliest the Sox play all year and that means people start drinking around 8 a.m. The game gets over at about the same time the marathon runners are finishing up in Kenmore Square. So imagine, if you will, more than 35,000 people exiting Fenway Park and emptying out into the same packed part of the city where thousands of onlookers are cheering on thousands of runners at the finish line.
It’s a zoo, but in a great way.
And if you’re extra lucky, the Bruins and Celtics will be in the playoffs as they are this year. So for a sports junkie, your day could consist of:
Red Sox at 11 a.m.
Watching the finish of the marathon around 2 p.m.
Bruins playoff game at night
Celtics playoff game at night
It’s a truly unique holiday and it belongs solely to us Massholes. My buddies used to live directly on the Marathon Route, so I’d get there the night before with a bunch of friends and party. Then, the next day, we’d start all over again with beers and burgers and we’d heckle the runners going by from our lawn chairs. It’s always one of the best days of the year.
I’ll leave you with a picture from our friends’ daughter’s birthday party yesterday in Maine, where a great time was had by all. Happy Birthday Madison Shea!