It's funny: you work so hard for so long to accomplish something, and wen you finall achieve it, the immediate celebration lasts such a short period of time. After all the congratulations and the champagne shower and interviews, we threw on our clothes, got in our cars, and went home. First comes all the noise and commotion, and then silence, which gives you a chance to sit back and reflect on what you've done. Gradually, it began to sink in that we'd shocked the world--or at least the world that follows baseball. We'd made history. We'd done something that will be remembered lovingly until the death of the last Red Sox fan who watched that last World Series game.
And those, to me, are the worthwhile parts of Johnny Damon's book. Unless you're still curious to read the rest of it, I've just saved you about $24.00.