I receive the Red Sox newsletter to get wind of different events that may happen at Fenway as well as team updates. I generally enjoy getting the news first-hand. Well, me and thousands of others.

So when today's e-mail "Nothing beats a picnic at Fenway" came flying into my mailbox, I was intrigued. Yes, indeed nothing would beat a picnic at Fenway Park.

It has been a goal of mine to somehow get onto the field without getting a police escort off the field. I've come pretty close sitting in a line waiting for the opportunity before some of the games. But either the tickets were already sold out or I didn't get there in time, rushing instead to get to my seat for some BP and bullpen sessions.

I often watch with envy as those with the passes around their necks being walked around the field, into the dugout and eventually disappearing behind the scoreboard. Lucky bums.

I would love to be able to touch the Green Monster, feel the sacred grass, stand where so many greats have stood.

With those dreams in mind I clicked on the offer to find out more. There would be food, players signing autographs and live entertainment. Oh this is going to be good...

I read on. I stopped at "General admission tickets are $300.00 per person. MVP tickets are $500.00 per person."

$300 bucks! Doing some pretty complicated math I figured out for my wife, child and me that's $900 greenbacks!

Who has that kind of money for a picnic? I do not have that kind of cash, well at least not for a picnic.

Geez, I've entered lotteries for playoff tickets, Green Monster seats and Yankee games - Nothing.

I've bought hats, shirts, balls, photos, baseball cards, and of course tickets. I've purchased Sullivan Tires, Dunkin' Donuts and looked into buying a Ford F150 for Cripes sake. I've paid lots of money over my 37 years on peanuts and crackerjacks, not to mention a few beverages of choice.

When is the organization going to make an effort to reach the average fan? When is the organization going to cut me some slack? $300! Forget it. If you have the cake then I would recommend it. I do not. So perhaps, I'll eat a sandwich or two with my wife and child at some local beach, and listen to the Sox play Philly, that to me would be priceless.

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