A night in a luxury box with a Red Sox player...no biggie!

So my FABULOUS Aunt Becky had tickets to a Bruins game last night and invited me, my cousin Jennifer and her husband Steve to go with her. Ended up being just a typical night...in a luxury box... with a former Red Sox player (who, I'll be honest here, I had never heard of) !!!

First of all, the luxury box had chicken wings, chicken fingers, pizza, poppers, hot dogs, hamburgers, veggies, chips, pretzels, fruit, popcorn, soup, gummi bears, and a beer full of fridge... FOR FREE. Just, hey, what's up, eat and drink whatever you want, watch the game (or one of the several flat screens), whatever. It was so, so cool. Naturally, I decided to take the classy approach and polish off a bottle of wine in the fridge (in my defense, there wasn't much left) and kill another full bottle. It was like the luxury box people wanted me to, you know? I certainly don't like to disappoint.

So at the end of the first quarter, Steve leans over and goes, "That guy behind you? Brian Daubach." I was like, "WHAT? No way... where?!" No clue who he was talking about, but who doesn't love fitting in? Aunt Becky actually didn't know either. Jennifer, however, not only knew who he was, but apparently is the president of his fan club. Homegirl stood, red-faced and clutching a Miller Lite, with the BIGGEST crazed schoolgirl grin I have ever seen. After posing for a picture with him, she tried to call Mark to share the good news, but ended up getting so flustered, she gave me the phone going, "I just....he's on...so...Daubach." It was the funniest thing I've ever, ever seen. I thought she was excited at her wedding and when her children were born...turns out, only kind of. This, my friends, was excitement. Anyway, Steve and Daubach are now besties and have each other's phone numbers! Jennifer better learn to pull it together, in case they ever hang out again; he's going to think she's a maniac. My interaction with ol' Daubach consisted of me asking him to move (he was blocking the March Madness flat screen) and drunkenly attempting to impress him with his own game highlights (which I messed up...uh, sorry Mark).

Oh, AND Jen and Steve got to bring home the tins with the chips, gummi bears and popcorn in them! Could the night have been any better?! Oh. Actually, I guess if maybe the Bruins had won!
THANKS AUNT BECKY!