Tonight is my third and final outing to Fenway Park this season. Andy and I are taking Pete—if Andy's back can hold out, that is. Tim Wakefield pitched both of the other games I went to, so I'm delighted that I'll get to see Josh Beckett this time. I've seen enough knuckleballs for one year. That also means I get to see Jason Varitek catch, since for some reason he doesn't catch Wakefield. Anyhow, we'll see if Pete can finally watch a winning game.
Julie, meanwhile, is delighted to have Brooke all to herself tonight. Pete asked her last night if she wished she could go to the game, and she said, "No, but I might want to go when I'm six."