Last night’s baseball writer’s dinner was a lot of fun. A bit more low-key than last year (hell, they had Lester, Pedroia and Lowell all sitting at the head table last year) but fun nonetheless. Rocco Baldelli was truly well-received by the fans and everyone else there. He seemed genuinely touched to be awarded the Tony Conigliaro award and a bit stunned at the two standing ovations he received.
The more I hear him speak, the more I read about him, the happier I am that Theo made this deal. The contract is a good one (better, admittedly, for the Sox) and if Rocco’s body can handle it, I think he and the team will really enjoy each other in 2009.
I was pleased to get home last night to find that the Sox had given Rocco the number 5. I’ll always have a soft spot for Nomar Garciaparra, but I think it comes to a point where you have to suck it up and give up the number. Baldelli is as good a guy as anyone to wear it. Nice move.
Tonight is my annual “Become a total fangirl for a night” trek to see Bronson Arroyo in concert. It’s funny how during the season I DO watch as many games as I can in which Bronson starts, but there’s much less of a “squee” feel than there is when I get to see him in concert. I’m probably a little old to be squeeing over anyone. But, as I always say, I have to just embrace the fact that I still get girly over Bronson and it, obviously, isn’t going to go away. I watched the video below this morning and it all came back. I can’t wait for the show!
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