Epiphanies

Thrusted into a new
Realm of thinking,
A paradigm of which
I am not certain who my
Allies are.
Those who did not know me
Yet changed the lives
Of many.
Snatched mothers and fathers,
Sons and daughters
In exchange for fear.
Some were
driven towards
what they do not
know or why.
Forced to look within,
Reflecting on what I know to be true
But hid from.
Sifting through my heart,
I see that which tries
To avoid my presence.
Staring back and grabbing
Hold, I own it, feel it,
Embrace this until it
Burns my soul.
Dropping it like hot coals,
I can walk away.
empty handed carrying
With me
Nothing,
Nothing but freedom,
Freedom to give
Freedom to take.
To choose what I am
capable of being.
Walking forward, I
Step onto a path.
A path shining with Diamonds.
Cinders burned from within.
they have always been there,
Just waiting.

Leaving Me

Leaving me behind in
Your past was the
Key to
Finding salvation
In my future.
Bits and pieces of your heart I took
With me, those which
Held the secrets to my soul.
Each path I took, each choice
I’ve made has led me to where I
Am going.
Playfulness and
soul-searching
play a part
In who I am and who
I am becoming.
Reaching forward, grabbing
Ahold of my heart, pulling
Myself into my arms,
I relax into a state of
Comfort,
With my past, my present,
My future,
With Myself.

Painting the Corners

Painting the corners

With each kick and breath
The fireman stares ominiously
Towards the dish.
Sinking it in the glove
Hard and fast
Focusing the ball
High and on the inside
Tight and outside
ignoring
the batters.
Is he a Rembrandt,
Van Gogh or Picasso?
The men stare waiting
Watching
Swinging
And missing
Slowly they turn back
To face the mound.
Again.
Once more with determination
Going to make this pitch theirs.
Leaning in, the closer swoops
His head into their direction
Intimidating them to submission.
The closer turns his head slightly
Slowly to first base smiling ever so brief
Then turns firing a fastball past
The batter in disbelief.
Three pitches ends the game.

Meanwhile Back at the Ranch...

**taken off Josh's Herrera's Ranch website**
Where the heck is Josh? That's the thing about being in Texas and living and running a ranch south of San Antonio: its all low key and no one bothers you or takes pictures. I mean if Josh lived in Houston or Dallas....he'd all over the paper.....but in Austin and San Antonio things are so laid back and all, he's left alone. Which is fine....except I miss seeing new pics of him.

I've been out of town working in my other city my company is housed in....and I'm so glad I'm home. Nothing on my mind except rest and relaxation. Tomorrow is fun and fitness. I'm joining a gym again to get back on my schedule...and then it's off to see Seth Walker at Saxon Pub. But the biggest laugh I got tonight is i think Ted finally found behavior modification for Rakes.

Thanks Ted.

You Better Watch Out

**courtesy of DirtDog

I got tired of waiting so you can take your pic which version you want

You better watch out, you better not cry.

You Better not pout and tell Jacoby goodbye

Santana Claus is coming to town!

He's packing his CY, and checking it twice;

He's wants to pitch with Beckett and Dice.

Santana Claus is coming to town!

He knows the fans been talking,

He sees them on their feet

He knows Boston boos bad pitchers,

So he promises to not Gag for goodness sakes

SO! You better watch out, you better not cry.

you better not pout and tell Jacoby goodbye

Santana Claus is coming to town!

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You better watch out, you better not cry.

You Better not pout cos we’re keeping both guys

Santana Claus is coming to town!

He's packing his CY, and checking it twice;

He's wants to pitch with Beckett and Dice.

Santana Claus is coming to town!

He knows the fans been talking,

He sees them on their feet

He knows that Boston boos bad pitchers,

So he promises not to suck for goodness sakes

SO! You better watch out, you better not cry.

you better not pout cos we got Jacoby and 2 CYs

Santana Claus is coming to town!***************************************************************

You better watch out, you better not cry.

You Better not pout and just eat your pie

Santana Claus isn’t coming to town!

Theo’s checking his list, and checking it twice;

deciding who’s gonna pitch with Beckett and Dice.

Santana Claus isn’t coming to town!

He knows the fans been talking,

He sees them on their feet

We’re tired of hearing back and forth

So make a decision for goodness sakes

SO! You better watch out, you better not cry.

you better not pout cos we didn’t get the CY

Santana Claus isn’t coming to town

Twelve Days of Hell er I mean Christmas

**courtesy of sittingstill.net** (I stand corrected)

On the first day of Christmas my true love gave to me: Jacoby Ellsbury.

On the second day of Christmas my true love gave to me, two kickass catchers, and Jacoby Ellsbury.

On the third day of Christmas my true love gave to me, three flying outfielders, two kickass catchers and Jacoby Ellsbury.

On the fourth day of Christmas my true love gave to me, four golden glove infielders, three flying outfielders, two kick ass catchers and Jacoby Ellsbury.

On the fifth day of Christmas my true love gave to me, FIVE STARTING PITCHERS!!!, four golden glove infielders, three flying outfielders, two kickass catchers and Jacoby Ellsbury.

On the sixth day of Christmas my true love gave to me, a six pack of cold beers, FIVE STARTING PITCHERS!!!, four golden glove infielders, three flying outfielders, two kickass catchers, and Jacoby Ellsbury.

On the seventh day of Christmas my true love gave to me, seven innings up by 6, a six pack of cold beers, FIVE STARTING PITCHERS!!!, four golden glove infielders, three flying outfielders, two kickass catchers, and Jacoby Ellsbury.

On the eighth day of Christmas my true love gave to me, eight bullpen pitchers, seven innings up by 6, a six pack of cold beers, FIVE STARTING PITCHERS!!!, four golden glove infielders, three flying outfielders, two kickass catchers, and Jacoby Ellsbury.

On the ninth day of Christmas my true love gave to me, nine shutout innings, eight bullpen pitchers, seven innings up by 6, a six pack of cold beers, FIVE STARTING PITCHERS!!!, four golden glove infielders, three flying outfielders, two kickass catchers, and Jacoby Ellsbury.

On the tenth day of Christmas my true love gave to me, ten road game tickets, nine shutout innings, eight bullpen pitchers, seven innings up by 6, a six pack of cold beers, FIVE STARTING PITCHERS!!!, four golden glove infielders, three flying outfielders, two kickass catchers, and Jacoby Ellsbury.

On the eleventh day of Christmas my true love gave to me, eleven autographed world series balls, ten road game tickets, nine shutout innings, eight bullpen pitchers, seven innings up by 6, a six pack of cold beers, FIVE STARTING PITCHERS!!!, four golden glove infielders, three flying outfielders, two kickass catchers, and Jacoby Ellsbury.

On the twelfth day of Christmas my true love gave to me, twelve Opening Day tickets, eleven autographed world series balls, ten road game tickets, nine shutout innings, eight bullpen pitchers, seven innings up by 6, a six pack of cold beers, FIVE STARTING PITCHERS!!!, four golden glove infielders, three flying outfielders, two kickass catchers, and Jacoby Ellsbury.

Texas Tough

I still have two reasons to fly my flag at Fenway!!! Texas boys Rock!

Beat the Hell out of t.u.

I knew there was more reasons I would grow to love Beckett. I heard a rumor but it was confirmed. I've been so busy over the holidays and all which is why I haven't blogged. But nothing made me happier to see that My Josh was rooting on his favored team: The Texas A&M Aggies!!! I live in Austin but really am not a Horn fan at all. Not that I hate them like most Aggies do....but I just really wanted to attend A&M but got sidetracked in life...had loads of friends who did go so I got to attend many games at Kyle Field. I am SO disappointed that I wasn't there to see Josh introduced but Stoked to see he wore an A&M cap to the game. No telling where Josh will turn up next......now wonder who he roots for in pro-football? Cowboys or Texans??

But the next best part?? The Aggies tore it up on Kyle Field beating t.u. Wooo Hooo!!

Edit: I was perusing looking for more Joshisms.....and came across the post Red posted on 10-25-07 about his man-love for Beckett...just made me smile and swoon all over again. Just so ya understand I am not all giddy like a girl about Josh's cuteness....it's his command on the mound and post-pressers that just reel me in.

WELL???

Ok so I swore I wasn't going to post about the waiting for Lowell to sign. I grow tired of looking for new material to read in the news or blogs and all I find is Sign Lowell...Mikey SIGN NOW...What's taking so long??....But the waiting is killing us all. I mean we had to endure all this back in 2004 with Tek and FINALLY right before Christmas...or was it on Christmas?? Heck...All I know is I figured SOMEONE would have to take Tek's place as "that player" who we were all sitting on pins and needles waiting to see the ink dry on the dotted line. Did ya know that Mikey has a finance degree?? and he had a 4.0 gpa in high school?? Ok So he's all set for retirement now...And he and his wife are high school sweethearts....awwwwwww

Turkey Day is around the corner and before you know it you'll be stuffed to a tryptophaned daze with pumpkin smeared across your shirt when all of a sudden you'll be awaken by someone screaming "TOUCHDOWN!!!" or "Honey, Do we have any of that Pecan Pie left??"

Anyhoo....Has Lowell Signed YET???

Who is That you ask?

Naw...it aint a baseball. It's just The Beckett during Spring Training. It's just a 20 game winner this season, and that aint counting Post-Season! The only one to make it in the last 2 seasons. It's just Mr. October, the one who tore down the Indians teepees, crushed their wigwams, poured water on their smoke signals for help, smeared their warpaint on his face and took the Chief's squaw for his own. It's just Commander KickASS of the F.U. Brigade, the one that took a pickax to the Rockies and chipped away their hope and dreams of becoming a new empire of destiny. It's just Josh being Josh....fluent in fuckinese and Master of Post Pressers. Muy Grande in Texas of November 2002. The next year he wins WS MVP with the Marlins. The Winning Pitcher of the All Star game. The first MLB pitcher since 2005 to win his first 7 starts. Just the ALCS MVP this year. It's just JPB, the tall silent Texan. Well silent till pushed by the media with stupid ass questions. It's JPB, southeast Texas boy, Kid Heat, a 2-time World Series Champion of 2 different teams AND leagues!! All at the tender age of 27. He's been in the Show since 2001. Here it is 2007.

So C.C., keep the stinking award. JPB has plenty of time to get it. Besides, Josh is most likely sitting in a deerstand somewhere in south Texas with his gun pointed at dinner.

Don't Fight It

I was lying down half asleep attempting to nap while listening to some tv show in the background when I heard this comment "You fight the waves so much that you forget to enjoy the ocean." That comment resounded in my brain over and over and I woke up and couldn't get it out of my head....so here I am.

We see obstacles as just that: Obstacles when instead they can be Opportunities to grow and mature and learn from. When life's ocean brings waves to our life, we fight them, look for ways around them, go under and around....when what we should do is sink in them....feel it....the flow and ebb of where it leads....then come up for air. Perhaps if we handled stress and problems that come our way the way surfers do...they go WITH the ocean waves instead of fighting them....we'd end up at our goals. Make Obstacles Work for us. Make us stronger and better.

Sometimes It's not ALL about the Red Sox or Me

Jarvis Green. You may recognize him. He plays for the Patriots and has been filling in for Seymour in the defensive end position. But there's another position he's been filling in for another player: Father Figure.

Marquise Hill drowned earlier this year in a jet skiing accident in New Orleans. A teammate from childhood, college and then on to the Pros...now a teammate for the family. Green had known Hill since the 10th grade at De La Salle High School in New Orleans and played with him at Louisiana State University.

Now Green is stepping in to help in taking care of Marquis's 2 year old son, Máshy. Green has 3 children of his own with his wife but now is inviting Inell Benn, Máshy's mother and Máshy to spend time with his family. Inell has since moved to Austin, Texas to attend nursing school but Green is doing what he can to step in to help his friend who is gone.

In times when we in the Red Sox Nation are worried about keeping Lowell and Timlin.....Green is taking care of his own....and is helping me keep things in perspective.

Somewhere deep in the heart of Texas

Wonder what Josh Beckett has been doing? I mean we've been seeing Papelbon, Ortiz and Manny making the circuit. The Red Sox won the World Series for the 2nd time in 4 seasons....a 2nd Duck Boat parade....dancing in kilts. autograph signings with players...craziness. and where is Josh Beckett after all that?

Hunting in South Texas on his ranch in Cotulla, Texas....waiting to hear if he gets the CY with his ring.

Friends

Tomorrow a dear friend's mother is undergoing surgery for breast cancer. I don't know all the details...but I don't need to. All I know is fear exist. But I'm posting tonight to let my friend and his family know that there are people out here praying for them. See those ornaments? They are from the Susan Komen site. Hope Promise and Cure. it's YOUR Hope. Komen's Promise to find a Cure for Breast Cancer.

Remember: FEAR is

False Evidence Appearing Real. Ted's Mom, if you're out there reading. PV's, Hygs, and Rally Hoots to ya!!!

Have you had your Wheaties Today?

I may have to start eating breakfast

Beckett....any Questions?

Lester...Its All Good.

I think we've finally found our rhythm....it's in the bullpen, The Pirates and the MDC Band. That's our Admiral leading the tunes. Tonight Lester took the mound with something to prove. The boys dug in all the way to the end. Lowell and Kielty brought their solo homeruns to keep us in the lead. Lowell gets MVP of the World Series and deservedly so. I'm sure I'll be blogging crazy this week but tonight I need my sleep.

Dynamic Duo

Batman and Robin were the originals. But if you're talking about the Red Sox, most people think of these two.

But not last night. The two Rookies are fast taking over in the spotlight in this World Series and for that matter this year's play-offs.

Dustin and Jacoby. Pedroia and Ellsbury. Munchkin and TacoBoy. Whichever name you call them, they are making names for themselves in the baseball world. They are setting the table for the Boston Red Sox fans to feast on.

Both had 5 ABs. Neither K'd or Walked. Dustin got 3 hits, Jacoby got 4. The numbers just speak for themselves....VOLUMES. Dustin had 2 singles and a double while Jacoby had a single and 3 doubles. Each had 2 ribbies while Dustin had 1 run and Jacoby had 2. Dustin's been here all year, he's scrappy and bringing lots of excitement but post-season he has just broke out. Then Ellsbury comes up from the farm and DaYUM...them farm hands make you smile with all their energy. These boys are setting the table with the finest china I ever ate on.

And yah I know we won that game with more than their runs. Lowell and DiceK provided 2 ribbies each. YES I said DICE-K provided 2 ribbies with a single at bat. Tek and Tiz gave us the other 2. It was a game....a loooooooooooong game. So today's Game 4 and possibly this Series could be over if this young man can bring his best stuff tonight. Lester has won a much bigger game this past year, but tonight would really just be icing on the cake. A cake that Manny just doesn't want to eat quite yet.

Excerpt from mlb.com story: Leave it to Red Sox slugger Manny Ramirez to put the current state of affairs in proper perspective. "We don't want to eat the cake first, before your birthday," said Ramirez. "We've got to wait and see what's going to happen [in Game 4]."

Who's On First...What? no he's on 2nd.

Yah I know what you're thinking...oh anyone could have come up with that catchy phrase for a blog with the debate over playing Tiz or Youk on 1st base in Denver. And then you throw Mikey in the mix cos Youk can cover 3rd. However, how can you NOT post about this? AND how you can you NOT use this cliche? Soooooo

Ortiz or Youk or Mikey? Of course we all know Tito has went with Tiz to play 1st and Mikey to play 3rd in Game 3. What I love is a quote I read from the Globe:

Youkilis insists he's fine with all this. "It doesn't bother me," he says. "I want to play, but I totally understand the situation. Look, I'm doing everything I've always wanted to do. I'm playing in a World Series. I'm playing every day. I'm happy. I just want to win. We all do. All three guys are pulling for each other. If I have to take a seat, that's just the way it has to be."

They are team players. They just want to get it done. I mean think about it....did we seriously think at the beginning of the season that we'd even HAVE this dilemma of Which one to play?? We had no clue that Youk was gonna Bust OUT this season as well as Senor Doubles with his RBI stats appearing. I like these odds. I know David has his knee issues....but do ya really believe that Tito or David would risk losing a game JUST so David Can Play?? IF YOU DO...then so be it. I am not by no means a Tito apologist....but I believe that at this level, Tito knows what he is doing and he has a plan. That is to ride down Boylston Street on another Duck Boat.

It's less than 10 hours away from Game time. So get to the store and buy your snacks and drinks. Hunker down on your easychair, couch or bed. Sit back and Enjoy cos it's Game 3 of the 2007 World Series about to commence. Oh maybe you should grab an oxygen mask....just in case for those moments when DiceK is at bat :)

Let's Go RED SOX! ClapClap ClapClapClap

IT'S TACO TIME

So according to Taco Bell's Contest, if a player stole a base, everyone in America would get a free taco. Well lookie above...its Taco Boy. Jacoby stole a base and won us dinner!!

Schill just said "It was the Papel-Jima Show tonight" How EFFING Cool is that?

Just a few of my favorite "things". :)

Great Pick OFF By YOUK!