01 October 2005
Fear Not, Papi is Here
Our friends Dayna and Billy are swooping through town this weekend to take in the Red Sox, the Pats and U2 before heading back to DC. Billy has been force feeding Dayna a steady diet of Red Sox for many years. He is a kindly fanatic who had his groomsmen wear Red Sox jackets over their tuxes when they were introduced at their wedding reception, which took place one week after the World Series last year. Dayna, a New Jersey native, is a bona fide Sox fan but made a confession to me last month when we were at a game together. Clutching her giant foam finger to her chest, she whispered that Big Papi "kind of scares her." This didn't surprise me as he kind of scares me a little bit too. In fact, if I ever found myself face-to-face with him in a confined area, I probably would have an accident. However, after seeing Papi's Comcast commercial -- where he talks about his recipe for mango salsa wooooooooooo -- my fear dissipated a bit. The ad dispelled many of my preconceived notions or images of him strangling young chickens and offering them up to the voodoo spirits. In reality, he's a just a big lug and an MVP. He would only be scary to me now if he were playing for the Yankees. GO SOX!