JUST BACK FROM THE TICKER-TAPE PARADE FOR THE CHI-SOX
Got a bunch of shots. The quality is up'n'down, but I did the best I could—given the fact that the crowd was so thick (about 25 people deep along LaSalle St) and I was basically being felt up from all sides all the time. I'd say I made some new friends but in fact I didn't. But I did have a blast. It was an event of some serious civic pride. Go Sox. Go Chicago baseball.
This is my first vantage point; the corner of LaSalle and Lake Sts. Twenty minutes later, I was ten feet closer.
One of the floats couldn't fit under the El tracks. Chicagoans laughed.
The players rode through all of Chicago on double-decker buses. A fan flashes the super-secret "double-victory" sign.
Series MVP Jermaine Dye is in white and standing on the bus.
That's catcher AJ Pierzynski. As well as assorted dignitaries.
I think...wait....shit, I don't remember who this is. Maybe Game 3 hero Geoff Blum.
That's 24-year-old stopper Bobby Jenks. (He did not proceed to be clothes-lined.)
That's my buddy Ben, who went with me to the parade.
Check the amount of ticker. This is just the sidestreet.
Satisfied, Chicagoans walk down Clark St.— more than a little aglow— a feeling I shared as well.
AND HERE ARE SOME PICTURES TAKEN BY BEN
It felt even more nuts than it looked. What is this, a jungle gym?
