Spring Training in Alaska

This is the first blog post in a series of posts I’ll be writing during my trip to Japan in my role as Vice President of Red Sox Nation.

Our
JAL 747, loaded with excited Red Sox fans from across the U.S., took
off from Logan Airport at 7:30am on Saturday morning and headed
northwest. Japan_trip_view_over_alaska_1

Destination: Tokyo, Japan.

But the trip to MLB?s Opening Day had a scheduled pit stop at the
very edge of North America in the shadow of the continent?s highest
peak, Mount
McKinley (which can be seen on the horizon in this photo). After
soaring over some of the planet?s most spectacular scenery during our
approach into Anchorage International Airport, we touched down at
10:15am local time and de-planed while the plane was refueled.

Then, it was time to play some baseball.

At first, no one took my offer of playing catch seriously. I mean,
who packs two Rawlings baseball gloves and a ball in their carry-on
luggage for a 16-hour flight to the Far East? (Those of you out there
who are either related to me, or know me from high school or college,
know ?Rob does.?)Japan_trip_catch_in_alaska
Before
long, we had a crowd of people taking turns playing catch on the
airport?s observation deck (which was, curiously, shaped exactly like a
bullpen). And I gotta tell you, it was truly a rush to throw around a
baseball in the 27-degree Alaska air at the foot of one of the most
breathtaking mountain ranges any of us has ever seen.

?This is the first time the Red Sox have had Spring Training in
Alaska!? quipped Red Sox COO Mike Dee, who threw some pretty nasty
curveballs in his first baseball workout
of the spring. Other front office folks took turns, including Chuck
Steedman, Joe Januszewski, Japan_trip_catch_in_japan_2
and Sam Kennedy, as did several members of Red Sox Nation,
such as Dave Ross and Kevin Kempskie, both of whom work for EMC. I’m
happy to report that all participants made accurate throws and skillful
catches ? despite the imposing distraction of Mount McKinley looming
off to the north.

?When will I ever play another game of catch in Alaska?? reflected
Steedman. Answer: never again. Is this the beginning of a string of
once-in-a-lifetime experiences for the gang of Red Sox fans making the
long trip to Opening Day in Japan? Answer: stay tuned.

I saw Papelbon and Big Papi in the lobby as we arrived. They
appeared  relaxed and comfortable in their new environment. "Hey,
Regular Rob, what’s going on?" said Pap. "Yo Reg, how was your flight,
man?" said Papi. (Actually, they looked right through me as we walked
past each other.)

Tonight, we head to the Tokyo Dome for an exhibition game versus the
Yomiuri Giants. I’m excited to see Japanese baseball first-hand, for
the first time, and to meet members of Red Sox Nation from The Land of
the Rising Sun…

2 Comments

A great story. Keep ’em comin’!
The old man

Of course you took your gloves with you! Glad they didn’t confiscate them like the brick. 😉 I can just see the NESN story now… Red Sox Nation’s Regular Rob pitches his way around the world! Have fun and write often! Cheers!

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