It was 1965, I was 5, My father was stationed in Maryland. He took me to a Red Sox\Orioles game at Memorial Stadium with a bunch of his Army Buddies. It was late in a close game with a critical at bat for the Sox. (can't remember who).

I asked my Dad in a loud voice, "What would happen if a monster came out of home plate and ate all the players?"

Needless to say that was the last game he took me to for a while, but I became a Red Sox fan that day!