Two things jump out at me when I look at this picture; First, Dustin Pedroia has the head of a 65 year old man. Seriously, how can you be that young and have a hairline usually seen on retired CEO's?
Second is the expression on his face; nothing like a pinch hit triple to drive Big Papi in from first base (The big man needed an oxygen mask by the time he motored home) to give you a smile. The Mayor drew a bases loaded walk to put the Sox ahead, and then we were all on Papelbot time.
Final score? 6-5, Red Sox, with Wake getting his second win of the year. Angie and Ciera were at a baby shower for a woman from church, and Trot and Rakes both picked the bottom of the 8th inning to wake up from nap time.
So, like any good Dad, I ignored their requests for juice and snacks, grabbed them both up and plopped all three of us in the chair to watch the last inning of the game. While Trot babbled on about Curious George and Rakes reenacted Pedie's headfirst slide into third REPEATEDLY, I watched the boys win their 8th come from behind game win this season.
Don't worry; they got the juice and snacks once it was over. I just figured they could eat anytime; it's never too early to introduce them to Red Sox Nation.