Fenway Park

June 14, 1978

Fenway Park’s bleachers were never warm and fuzzy, at least not when they were relatively full. But by the middle 1970s, they did take a hairpin turn into unbridled  rowdiness, in the beer-soaked, hell-raising sense.

The brew was available at 85 cents for 12 ounces and $1.70 for 24 ounces. Even taking 45 years of inflation into account, those prices were modest. 

The Boston Globe sent two writers and a photographer into the belly of the beast. Among the sights and sounds they reported:

Though signs pronouncing a two-beer limit per sale, many patrons asked for three.

Three innings into the game, lines at the beer stands under the bleachers were 25 deep.

A special team of security forces were introduced. They were all young, wearing blue blazers and relentless scowls. If they weren’t playing football for their houses of higher learning, they should have been.

A fight breaks out and the combatants quickly cease before the bouncers arrive.

Another fight breaks out and the combatants are pulled apart and escorted to Lansdowne St.

In the ninth inning, the score tied at 9-9, the Red Sox load the bases with none out, a foolish man in the front row of the bleachers waves a California Angels pennant. The stick holding his pennant is snapped in two and he draws a shower of empty cups and other debris.

Fred Lynn singles in the winning run.

More beer awaits at the Cask ‘n Flagon.

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