winstonwolfe:

Dear Mike Lowell,

Well Mikey, farewell my friend. I woke up this morning to read that the Red Sox are almost certainly shipping you off to Texas for a young catcher named Max Ramirez. While Mr. Ramirez may one day grow to become a fine ball player, he will be hard pressed to fill your shoes. I know we as fans are not supposed to grow attached to players in team sports, you know, just “cheer for the laundry”, but that’s difficult to pull off when an athlete comes along such as yourself.

Now many, myself included, probably made jokes about how slowly you moved at the end of ‘08 & almost all of ‘09, but that certainly did not take away from the joy you brought Red Sox Nation in amost every game you wore the uniform. You accomplished a lot for Boston while there. You were a World Series MVP. You were a unifying force in the locker room for Latino & English speaking players alike. Most of all, as a cancer survivor, you gave thousands upon thousands of fans hope in their own battle against the disease. A modern day athlete who was in fact a role model.

Good luck in Texas & beyond*

*unless you ever play for the Yankees, in which case all bets are off, I will curse your very existence, & pray for your hip to disintegrate into dust

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