Bruins Fans Celebrate
I’m not the biggest sports guy, but even I can appreciate how cool it is that for the first time since 1972, the Bruins are bringing the Stanley Cup home to Boston. So last night I hopped on my moped (conveniently colored black and yellow) and cruised into the city to watch the game, but more-so, to watch the celebrations. This is what I saw:
I’m a few months shy of 21, so I had to watch the win through a bar’s window. This, however, gave me the perfect advantage to capture the people flooding the streets after the game.
Mayor Menino is a pretty cool guy. As such, he arranged for some fireworks. Also, some kids rowdy fans climbed on top of stuff.
Some fans decided they wanted to flip a police bus. The police decided they didn’t like that.
When I got home, my roommate Ciara (who is visiting this summer from Ireland) was shocked at how wild people were reacting to the win. “Wait… you’re from Ireland… Aren’t your soccer fans supposed to be out of control?”
“Yeah, we get crazy, but this is ridiculous.” She went on record as saying that Boston partys harder than Ireland post-championship win.
I don’t know if that’s good, bad, or awesome.