My now husband proposed to me on a trip to Boston atop the green monster during Dirty Water immediately after the Red Sox grabbed that W.

Less than 20 seconds afterwards, while we are still hugging and enjoying the moment; fenway park staff came up and said "you don't have to go home but you have to get the hell out of here."

Insert incoming comments about a ballpark proposal here. This wasn't a digital scoreboard proposal. My partner knew that fenway is a very important and basically magical place to me and I appreciate his awareness of that very much. We got married at the park later that year, on the monster, during a game. AMA.

Anyways, ballpark security really knows how to end a happy moment prematurely.