(As of Sunday night, there’s a press conference scheduled for Monday, but I wanted to post this anyway. So enjoy.)
There was a bunch of hype when the J.D. Martinez deal was announced on February 19th, and most of Red Sox nation was yelling “2018 World Series Champs!”
I wasn’t on board right away, mostly because of the cat and mouse game Martinez’s agent—the ever so lovely Scott Boras—was playing during the off-season. Once Boras realized no team was going to give Martinez the $200 million he was looking for, the deal with the Sox was born.
And like all new born babies, Martinez had to get a check up from the doctor. Normally the baby will get a clean bill of heath and a cute little hat.
But the physical is what’s holding up the Sox officially announcing Martinez as the newest member of the squad. According to Ian Browne, they’re still working on the contract language because of findings of his physical.
So now it’s the waiting game, and that got me thinking.
Things that could happen before the Red Sox officially announce J. D. Martinez:
- MLB decides on another stupid pace of play rule.
- The weather gets its act together in New England.
- I finally catch up on the episodes of ER in my DVR (there’s about 70).
- I become a morning person.
- “Giancarlo” Stanton starts going by “Mike” again.
- Russell Wilson sees a major league plate appearance.
- Benny’s flow grows back #FlowBros
- I conquer my fear of mascots.
- Jerry Remy returns to the broadcast booth.
This isn’t the first time the Sox have encountered something like this. The first time was with J.D. Drew in 2007 and the second with Mike Napoli in 2013.
If not for Napoli, I would have said this seems to be a thing with anyone named “J.D.” Now I’ll just sit here and twiddle my thumbs until the press conference.