Get that adrenaline pumping, Red Sox fans

Alan Greenwood

Like a miserable autumn cold, baseball’s critical long-term problem lingers.

That would be the ongoing debate as to what the lords of the game can – and should – do to keep ball games from sending fans to bed hours before their outcomes are known.

In other words, if a ball game ends after 2 a.m. do fans care enough to hang in there to the final out?

The answer to that rhetorical question: Not nearly as many as did in the golden age.

There is no reason for a recapitulation of the obvious causes for ball games that drift beyond the witching hour. Slow pitchers, batters wandering out of the box, tedious mound conferences that command the presence of every infielder, the catcher, the pitcher and the manager of pitching coach.

Just what are all of them talking about when the players start whispering into their gloves? Usually it’s nothing that would provide any guidance in the search for life’s meaning.

New Englanders, being of hearty stock and in love with their team, will watch the entire game fueled by adrenaline.

For the rest of the nation, load up on energy drinks. You may need lots of them.

TIME TRAVEL: Oct. 21, 1958 – “A sophomore reserve lineman, given an opportunity to occupy a vacant position for the Nashua High football team, some three games ago, has developed into such a standout that he’s giving coach Buzz Harvey a happy headache.

“His name is Paul Duquette. Duke, as he is known by his teammates, got the break to show his wares in the Leominster clash, the second game of the season when he was called on to fill the shoes of the injured Bruce Gilbert.”

Harvey said that Duquette is “one of the biggest finds of the year. Very seldom do we find a boy, a sophomore reserve at that, who can take over an important spot in the line.”

Duquette ultimately went on to make his mark as a coach, helping generations of players find their place in Nashua football.

GET YOUR TICKETS (AND A SECOND MORTGAGE): For anyone who wants to ensure remaining alert through the final out, One of the licensed, legal ticket scalpers is offering the following deals:

Right-field standing room: $624 per pair of legs.

Want to sit? For just $657 you can get into the bleachers.

Want to impress someone? Raid the piggy bank of $5,880 and two box seats are yours.

Just don’t buy any food at ballpark … or anywhere else for a few months.

Alan Greenwood can be reached at 594-1248, agreenwood or @Telegraph_ AlanG.