Pesky Pole
Tonight was the good karma game.
Coworker, based in Japan, was “selling” his tickets for tonight for a charitable donation. I “purchased” and brought the female coworkers (it’s AMAZING how all the vendors invite only the boys to Sox/Celtics/Bruins games and golf outings/steak dinners even though we all do the same job. So we had a girls night out). Coworkers offered to pay for tickets. I refused, but if they wanted to donate to charity to spread the karma that would be cool. Folks behind me, asked if I knew the regular ticket holders. Last game they went to the youngest red-headed kid left his Sox hat and they were wondering how they could return it. I e-mailed my co-worker in Japan asking if he knew the ticket holders. The tickets are his and his youngest is the redhead missing a hat.
The hat will be on it’s way to Tokyo in the morning.
Karma.
Oh yeah, and the Sox won in a pounding of TB pitching. Good stuff.
