I actually took this photo almost a month after St. Patrick's Day, on Opening Day in 2007. This is just a dude in the bleachers rocking a green jersey, festive green scally cap, and two Guinness pints in plastic cups. Because that's how we roll in Boston, at Fenway, even when it isn't our official day to be Irish.
It's also no coincidence that enterprising entrepreneurs have been producing green Sox swag with shamrocks in recent years, also for year-round wear.
That said, from the Southie parade to tonight's amateur night at any number of the 5,693 Irish pubs in Boston (more if you count the suburbs), when it *is* St. Patrick's Day, this town remains true to its roots. Its drunken, drunken roots.
In fact, the Irish Society of Boston held the first recorded St. Patrick's Day parade and celebration in North America in the world in 1737. It's true. You could look it up.
Enjoy and be safe whatever your plans. Slainte and Go Sox!
P.S. Red Sox Medical Update: Lowrie has mono. Westmoreland's surgery was reportedly successful. Continue sending good vibes and orange juice Ft. Myers-ward.