So you say it would be great to follow a ballclub around? Seems like a prime gig to watch a ballgame every day at work and chat with the players afterward. Admittedly, it beats a real job. But it isn’t always prime seats in the press box, all the hot dogs you can eat and virtually unlimited access before and after games. Travel days are where things even out and travel days like today (Friday) are where you make your money. Now I’m not complaining, but get this …

Just to get to this day-night doubleheader was a chore. After getting out of the ballpark in Toronto at 11:30 p.m. or so Thursday night, it was off to get as much sleep as possible. Luckily there is a hotel in the Blue Jays’ stadium. After four hours of the most restless sleep ever (why did I have a dream that I was camping in the parking lot of a ballpark with some family members?) it was off to the airport. It’s Toronto so don’t forget that customs takes at least a half hour.

The one-hour plane ride was a snap, landing in Boston at 8:30. By the time the luggage arrived and the cab got to the hotel in Boston it was 9:30. Mercifully, there was a room ready. A restless one-hour nap was followed by a jammed-packed subway ride to the ballpark (now I know what the olive at the bottom of the jar feels like). Arrive at the park, scarf down lunch and take my seat for first pitch. And to think, there are 18 more innings to go. The day is only starting.