Chillin with the AL East Champs

So Friday night me and the boys are trying to find something to do. We were playing the waiting game hoping that the Sox would clinch the AL East. The plan was that if they clinched we would hit the Fenway area because obviously that would be the place to be for the night. We even joked around saying hey, wouldn't it be cool if we found out where the Sox were going tonight and ended up there?

Sox win, Orioles beat the Yanks with a suicide squeeze (thank you Melvin Mora) and the Sox are AL East champs for the first time since 1995. As soon as it was official, we jumped in a cab and headed for Game On. Little did we know that we were about to spend the night drinking with the Sox.

We're hanging at the bar and all of a sudden we see Coco Crisp 5 feet away from us. Being the inebriated bastard that I am with absolutely no self-control, I ran over to Coco, shook his hand, and gave him a hug.

Two minutes later, Mike Lowell (Sox 2007 MVP no doubt) and Dustin Pedroia (AL Rookie of the Year or I'm done with MLB) are tending bar. Absolutely hammered with no idea how to make drinks, Lowell and Pedroia basically just poured shots and handed them out to everyone. Then Youk shows up and I gotta say; he is the scariest looking son of a bitch I have ever seen in person. Something about the bald head and goatee that looks like it would shatter your hand if you punched him in the chin just makes him look insane (yea, kinda have a slight man-crush on him and I'm OK with that).

Have to say, Dustin Pedroia is absolutely tiny. Managed to get a picture with him on my cell phone, but the idiot girl that took the picture didn't hit the save button so the damn pic is gone. If I ever see that girl again she's getting the ankle lock. That pic of me and Dustin was gonna be my facebook pic and I was gonna play it off Lepore style and start poking random girls and then tell them I was Pedroia's agent or something.

Papelbon came in absolutely hammered and took over the DJ station for the night. Seeing Pap try to rap was absolutely classic. His attempt at hitting all the lyrics was almost like Greech trying to grow facial hair; just an absolute waste of effort. Have to say, the place went absolutely insane when "Shipping off to Boston" came on the speakers. I half-expected to see Pap pick a fight with half the bar with the intensity that song brings out of him.

And here's my story of the night just for all 3 of our loyal readers:

I'm hanging by the DJ station and Coco is walking towards the VIP area that the Sox had taken over. Some drunk kid bumped into him and I grab the kid (joking around of course, it had nothing to do with the tequila or the mystery shot that Lowell was giving out) and tell him "you don't touch Coco!". Coco loves this, shakes my hand says "you're alright man." I ask him to sneak me up to the VIP area with him and he says yea dude follow me I gotcha. We get to the stairs and I swear to God Coco looks at the security guard and says "hey don't let this kid up here" talking about me. I think I was made for like .8 seconds then was like "Wait, I just got screwed over by Coco, this is AWESOME!"

Not much of a shock here but Tek was like the protective Dad making sure no one did anything stupid. He stayed by Dice-K's side the entire night making sure the little guy was all good.

Gotta say, this was absolutely the highlight of 2007 for me. Me and the boys spent our Friday night hanging out with the AL East champs, getting free mystery shots from Lowell and Pedroia. Absolutely unbelievable.

I know I'm missing something from the story so feel free to add on to this in the comments section or hit us up at thesportshub@gmail.com

Oh, and here's to another ALCS between the Sox and Yanks. I'd love to see it happen again at this point. Let's bring the drama back to Beantown baby.