Rhea Becker and Robert David Sullivan both work in buildings along what would have been the victory parade.

Becker is tired of victory parades:

... Whenever a Boston team wins a big sports contest like the World Series or the Super Bowl, they have a big parade that sails right past my office. It's a pain in the butt. The sidewalks clog up for hours with fans. The confetti litters the streets. People paint their faces ungodly colors. I'm not a sports fan. So sue me.

Sullivan: Patriots lose. HA-ha!

... I can't take another victory parade trapping me inside my office building. The first time they won, I had a doctor's appointment scheduled on the morning of their parade, and when I went back to the office, I made the mistake of exiting Park Street station through a turnstile that wouldn't let me back in. Too late, I saw that Tremont Street was a solid, if rather doughy, mass of Patriots fans. I had to squeeze my way through the crowd and take refuge in the nearest building (it was cold that that February!), which was the St. Paul Episcopal Church. The church let people in the front door but wouldn't let anyone all the way through the building to escape out the back door (bastards!). ...