I know I said I'm taking a break from the Sox, and I am. But I am not taking a break from the Internet. Oh, no.
I stand in awe of their guts. Reb even had the presence of mind to look up lovingly at Bronson for one photo. This would be about as possible for me as twirling a basketball while water skiing. As we have seen, I am the most utterly starstruck person the world has ever known: I couldn't even bring myself to wave 'hi' to Curt Schilling from behind the bullpen fence. The fact that Reb and Jere could just walk in there like they owned the place and have a nice photo sesh with all these guys...I'll be making my debut with the American Ballet Theatre before I do that.
Anyway. Some of my favorites from their collection:
Adam Stern: surprisingly photogenic.
Kevin Millar is too important to get off his cell phone.
I forget who said it, but someone said of this shot: "Apparently that look on Tek's face is permanent."
Despite his unfortunate "Burger King" fiasco earlier in the season, Jere says Keith Foulke is actually great with the fans.
But by far, the absolute piece de resistance of the entire group is this: