It’s Big Papi Time

It’s finger pop poppin’ time.  Finger poppin’ poppin’ time.  I feel so good and that’s a real good sign.  -Hank Ballard

Public Service Announcement:  Ok, here we go!  Hold your heads up Red Sox fans.  It’s always darkest before the dawn.  I know.  I know it’s pretty gosh darned dark right now.  I know Stephen King says, “Monsters are real, and ghosts are real too.  They live inside us, and sometimes, they win.”  It sure feels like they are winning right now.  I know our beloved Red Sox have only scored one run in these here playoffs.  I know our beloved Red Sox have had only eight hits in these here playoffs.  I know our beloved Red Sox have had the fewest runs and hits over any two game span in their long and illustrious playoff history.  Julio Lugo has now scored as many runs as the Red Sox in these playoffs.  But take heed Red Sox Nation, wherever you are tonight, you can make it.  Hold your head high; stick your chest out.  You can make it.  It gets dark sometimes, but the morning comes.  Don’t you surrender! There’s no need to fear, Big papi is here!        

I know what you’re thinking.  You’re thinking, lately David Ortiz looked more like Dr. Bruce Banner than the mighty Hulk.  You’re thinking he’s looked more like Steve Rogers than Captain America.  Like Popeye without his spinach.  Like Shoeshine Boy without his Underdog Super Energy Vitamin Pill.  Think again.  Make no mistakes, like Coach Flowers, David Ortiz is champion. 

David Ortiz has conquered what has never been conquered.  Defeat is not in his creed. He believes where all those before him have doubted.  And oh, there have been doubters.  19 games David Ortiz has played in which his team has faced elimination.  In those nineteen games, he has smashed six big home runs.  In those nineteen games, he has knocked  in twenty-five big runs.  In those nineteen games his home run and RBI totals are both the most all time in elimination games.  That my friends is what is a champion looks like.

Sherman, set the way back machine to 2004.  Post season.  Senor Octubre, David Ortiz smashed five home runs.  Senor Octubre batted four hundred.  You remember game four.  Game four of the all the out war.  Big Papi came up to settle the score.  Paul Quantrill shown the door.  Twelfth inning.  Walk-off bomb.  We’ll see you later tonight!   Game five.  Bottom of the fourteenth.  He didn’t do it again, did he?  Yes he did!  Two walk-offs in the same calendar day.  The only cat to ever do so.  Who’s your Papi? 

Down 0-2, we need him again.  We need to find our reserved seats somewhere along one of the baselines, where we sat and cheered our hero before.  We need to watch the game as if we’ve dipped ourselves in magic waters.  We need the memories once again to be so thick we’ll have to brush them away from their faces.  We need David Ortiz.

Public Spectacle:

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Peace out homies.  Six two and Even!

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