The Nightmare

I can see it so clearly now.

Flash to John Henry sleeping in his bed, tossing and turning, could it be? Could it happen? Did I really pay 800 Million Dollars for this? What is troubling him? Why is he so distraught? Could it be that the team he abandoned through some MLB chicanery is going to the World Series? Was all this debt and angst unecessary? Could I have stayed in South Florida and gotten to the World Series??

Flash to a bedroom in Brookline. Theo Epstein is tucked into bed in his pj’s. “Bill said it would work. Bill said it was ok. You don’t need a closer.” He keeps tossing and turning, over and over, yet he can’t rest, a vision still haunts him. There he is, a name that cannot be mentioned aloud, known only as UU. He used to work for Theo, but was deemed a foolish waste of money. Six million for this guy? Not a chance, we can get his forty saves somewhere else! As Theo sweats, he sees it, Top of the Ninth, Game 7, Red Sox lead. Grady has brought Lowe in to finish it. Lowe is somewhat tired from starting Games 2 and 6 of the Series and closing game 4. Unfortunately, the tank is empty, he blows the save. Now, here he comes, out onto the Fenway stage. Game 7, a one run lead, UU struts in. Strikes 1,2 and 3, Nomar waves futily. Manny stands in, almost from the on deck circle, he flails helplessly as well. Finally, Ortiz, a pop up, as Castillo squeezes it, UU does his John Travolta split. Hearts are broken throughout New England…..

Well, I don’t know what will happen tomorrow night, but I know one thing, these fish are biting. Beating Wood and Prior back to back at Wrigley? Wow. I bet neither the Yankees or Red Sox are eager to play these guys….

Finally, my sympathy to anyone affected by the awful tragedy in Staten Island today.