*Picture courtesy of sittingstill.net*
Blew a gasket today: not in my car, but in my brain. It was the perfect storm of my allergies playing havoc with me, potty training a 3 year old boy, the 10 month old cutting his top teeth, and the latest all time classic from Hillary Duff coming out of my daughters bedroom that started the ball rolling. After changing the 3 year olds clothes for the 6th time in 4 hours, I went off like Mt. Saint Helen's. After apologizing to my boy, I realized that I can sometimes look like I favor my daughter over him, because very rarely do I have to raise my voice to her. She has her moments, but for the most part Rakes is my "strong willed" child. By the way, "strong willed" is just a nice way to say "stubborn as a mule". I love all three of my children the same, and made a promise to myself today to try to show that with how I treat them individually.
The Boston Globe is doing a survey on who people's favorite Red Sox are at each position. Now, I don't have any favorites when it comes to my kids, but I do with the Sox. So, instead of voting at the Globe website, I thought I'd list them here.
Catcher: It came down to Fisk or Varitek, and as good as Fisk was, I gotta go with Tek. Gold glove, Silver Slugger, catcher on the WS champ, and last, but not least, the guy who shoved his glove in Slappy's face.
First Base: Bill Buckner was my choice. He was a great player for so many years and gets remembered for being the goat in 86 vs. the Mets. Number one, he shoulda been pulled for a defensive replacement, and number two, even if he caught that ball, he never would have beat Mookie to first. Almost went for Millar here for sheer comedy alone, but decided his habit of hitting into more rally killing DP's at the worst time possible could not be overlooked.
Second base: Remdawg. Almost went with Bellhorn here, just because the guy was CLUTCH in 04, especially in the playoffs. When he hit that 3 run bomb in Yankee stadium and on his way to first gave the Manny point to the dugout: classic. Jerry Remy is a Red Sox institution though, and he and Don Orsillo broadcasting the Sox games are comedy of the highest order.
Shortstop: Nomar hands down. Rico Petrocelli was before my time, and you can't really compare Rick Burleson to Nomie. For awhile there, everyone thought Nomar would end up being better than Jeter or A Rod, but injuries and attitude brought him down. Traded to the Cubs at the trading deadline in 04, he now plays 1B for the Dodgers and had a good year last year. Nomar was one of the best in the game before the injuries though, and had he not gotten hurt, most likely would still be in Boston.
Third Base: Boggs, Hobson, Mueller? I went with The Professional, Billy Mueller. He played tough, hard third base while he was here, hit the walk off HR off Rivera in the earlier mentioned Tek/Slappy fight game, and was on the WS champs. I know, I know, Boggs is in the HOF and was one of the greatest hitters of his time. The image of him riding around on a horse, wearing pinstripes, and crying for joy in Yankee Stadium is burned in my mind, however, so Boggs can go screw.
Left Field: Since Teddy Ballgame was before my time, I gotta go with Manny. Remember, I said favorite player, not the BEST player. With Manny you get one of the greatest hitters ever for power, average, run production, on base pctg, etc.. as well as one of the all time characters EVER. Manny makes me laugh at least 5 times a game, and seems like a 10 year old in a mans body. Sorta like Tom Hanks in "Big".
Center Field: Freddie Lynn. One of the first players I can remember just making me go WOW as a kid, and I still can't figure out why he never turned into a Hall of Famer. This would have been Damon had he not sold his soul for 30 pieces of Silver to the Yankees. And 5 years from now, it may be him. Because at the end of the day, people will barely remember Damon played for the Yankees: he'll be remembered as the long haired bearded leader of the band of idiots who won it all.
Right Field: I named my son after him, so there should be no doubt. Christopher Trotman Nixon, we are gonna miss you. I hope you do great in Cleveland, and get back to Boston where you belong real soon.
Relief Pitcher: Rich Garces. Anytime a massively overweight guy with a huge gut, stick arms, short legs, and no rear end gives HIMSELF the nickname "El Guapo", which means "The handsome one" it's all right by me. That whole idea, by the way, comes from Bill Simmons so I can't take credit for it. But it's true.
Starting Pitcher: Roger, Petey, or Schill. I think Roger quit on the team his last 2 years, and then went on to win 4 Cy Youngs so as much as I still like Roger, I say no. Pedro was the best in the game for a remarkable 3 years in the late 90's-early 2000's, and before blowing his arm out pitching for the Mets last year, was still one of the best in the game. Plus, he was an absolute riot on days he was not pitching with the stuff he did in the dugout. But I gotta go with Schill as my favorite, which if you've read this blog, you already know how I feel about Curt.
Just like my kids, I love all the guys. Unlike my kids, I love a few of them a little bit more.
Ciera, Rakes, and Trot. Your Dad loves you all very much.
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