The Man, The Myth, The Legend. When the chips are down, he comes through big time. And in back-to-back games. All I could do was smile and shake my head at his latest heroics. It happens so often it becomes almost routine.
Thanks, Big Papi. I shudder to think where the Red Sox would be without you.
Tuesday, June 27, 2006
Posted by The Omnipotent Q at 12:39 AM