ConfessionalPoet: To second for one...
ConfessionalPoet: X and Papi
ConfessionalPoet: Pesky Pole and blue, blue sky
ConfessionalPoet: Citgo sign and Coke Deck on a sunny afternoon
ConfessionalPoet: Again, not enough squees.
ConfessionalPoet: Papi was late on his cue for the pregame ceremonies because he was too busy cuddling Pedro in the dugout.
ConfessionalPoet: "This is our f*cking city"
ConfessionalPoet: Tom Brady Watches Over Us
ConfessionalPoet: Papi looming on the scoreboard
ConfessionalPoet: Mookie's Catch
ConfessionalPoet: Pedro Makes an Entrance
ConfessionalPoet: Papi smash!
ConfessionalPoet: Frustrated after an inning-ending out
ConfessionalPoet: Mike Napoli
ConfessionalPoet: David Ross heads for the bullpen
ConfessionalPoet: Mayor Menino takes the hill
ConfessionalPoet: Pedro is still, well, Pedro
ConfessionalPoet: Um...what?!?
ConfessionalPoet: Batting 1.000
ConfessionalPoet: Clayton Mortensen delivery
ConfessionalPoet: Pedroia sock hop
ConfessionalPoet: Will Middlebrooks' first major league steal
ConfessionalPoet: Will Middlebrooks' first at bat
ConfessionalPoet: Middlebrooks is ready
ConfessionalPoet: High Socks for Everyone!
ConfessionalPoet: Bridget Lydon's homecoming 1