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There's nothing like one of those moments where you and everyone in the room with you gawps in disbelief at the television and, after a pause for incredulity, shouts out "HOLY SHIT" in unison.
That's what Pokey Reese brought into the ol' living room tonight, as he climbed some sort of invisible staircase known elsewhere only to Michael Jordan to deny Dodgers' outfielder Dave Roberts a base hit into the gap in right with two men on base and a flagging Pedro on the mound.
"I don't think Shaq could've gotten any higher for that one," cried ESPN commentator Jon Miller.
Roberts was still cursing as he took the field. Fenway was still chanting "Pokey, Pokey."
As for what Pokey's bringing to the team? Try this one on for size:
"(Hall of Fame shortstop) Ozzie (Smith) was great but there is nothing I've ever witnessed in my 23 years in the game that comes close to what Pokey does out there," says Svuem. "He's just an infielder that wants the ball. He has an incredible enthusiasm about playing the infield that makes him even more special. He's into every single pitch. As a player there was no way I was into every pitch like Pokey Reese is. It's just unbelievable."
Then there is that first step that long-time observers like Svuem drool over. This is what allows the sleek former football player to get to the all-important landing area oftentimes before the cameraman can. In baseball circles, Reese's mobility has almost become mythical in nature, a far cry from the well-publicized "most ground balls hits through the right side in all of baseball" Sox infield of a season ago. (Lowell Sun)
Oh, by the way, Pokey also hit a wall-ball double to score two runs this evening.
Respect the Poke. Love the Poke. Be the Poke.
I've said it once, and I'll say it again: Pokey for President.