Manny, helmet slightly ajar, being greeted at home plate with a friendly tap on the head by the Munchkin and slapping hands with Senor Doubles. As much as I've enjoyed seeing pictures from Spring Training and catching the odd game on NESN, I'm ready to get the season started.
Even though there'll be no more chants of "Dougie's Going Deep", we'll get the chance to yell "Straight Cash, Homey!" every 5th day. Jacoby seems to have won the starting CF job, basically because Coco is a walking M.A.S.H. unit, so he sort of gets the job by attrition instead of actually winning it outright.
Other than that, the 2008 version of the Boston Red Sox is gonna look virtually identical to the 2007 version that went wire to wire and won it all.
I gotta say: I'm feeling pretty good right about now.
We hadn't had a picture of all three kids taken together since Trot came along, save for my inept job with a digital camera. While I considered flying Kelly down here and having her work some magic, we decided the coupon we got in the mail that got us 36 prints for $6 dollars was still a better option. Although I'm seriously considering her for our 20th Anniversary print.
Thankfully, they take after their Mum.
Except for Rakes.
Poor kid: he looks just like I did at that age.
Hopefully he'll follow my lead and marry over his head.