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Hello, is it me you're looking for?

Another Marathon Monday has come and gone.

For us folks in Boston, "Patriot's Day" is the greatest holiday. All of you have to work, we get the day off. By the time you are finishing off your luke-warm burnt Dunkin Donutz coffee we're already two pints of Jack Daniels into the day and searching for our pants. (Our pants, of late, have been quite elusive.)

This particular Marathon Monday I had the pleasure of waking up with the Lionell Ritchie song "Hello" in my head. And like SARS I found it easy to spread to those around me. Last night I saw the video on VH1. Here is a recap of Marathon Monday, as sung by Mr. Ritchie.

"I've been alone with you inside my mind
And in my dreams I've kissed your lips a thousand times
I sometimes see you pass outside my door"


I can't hype up Marathon Monday enough. You may have read about our exploits here or in the HonkeyCracker's column. We talk about this day ALL YEAR LONG! Love it love it love it.

"Hello, is it me you're looking for?"

We started the day at a BC college bar called "Mary Anne's" at about 11:30 with Bud bottles. We went out onto Beacon St. after a beer to wait for the front-runners to go by. One of our friends who was with us is a teacher at a middle school in the area and was terrified that she would see her students. Inevitably, she did. Numerous times. We'd just be standing there and you'd hear:

"Hey Owen, how was passover?"

Don't know why, but this was hysterical. Too funny. One of the best parts of the day.

"I can see it in your eyes, I can see it in your smile
You're all I've ever wanted and my arms are open wide
'Cause you know just what to say and you know just what to do"


This was our third annual MM booze fest. The best part about it is that it was totally organic. We never said "hey, let's drink hard alcohol all day out in the sun and yell at athletes." It just kind of happened. That's the charm of it.

"And I want to tell you so much, I love you
I long to see the sunlight in your hair
And tell you time and time again, how much I care
Sometimes I feel my heart will overflow
Hello, I've just got to let you know"


The thing is, we love the runners. We respect their athletic ability. We cheer on everyone.

Especially:

Canadians (to whom we sing "OH CANADA")
People who wear yellow ("GooooooooYelloooowww!!!")

"Hello, is it me you're looking for?"

Without-a-doubt the best MM moment ever, of all time, occured this past Monday. We're standing directly across the street from both a water and gatorade table set up by officials for the runners. 30 volunteers in official Marathon Jackets stand holding cups out to the runners.

We're on the opposite side with liters of coke that are more Captain Morgan than coke. A runner dashes up to the S-Dogg, grabs his shoulder, panting, and says:

"Can I just have a sip of your coke, please?"

S-Dogg, terror in his eyes, responds:

"uhhh . . . it's not just coke."

It's never "just coke" my friends, it's never "just coke."

If you'd like to see a few snapshots from the day Click Here







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