Actually, I have to admit, in that excerpt, Edes does lay out a perfectly reasonable plan for how it could have worked for A-Rod here. The "Idiots" would have been good for him, joyously puncturing his pretensions and pumping him up at the same time. But I'm sorry . . . knowing what we know about A-Rod, I just can't suspend my disbelief quite enough to believe he would have fit in, even under those ideal circumstances.
In the end, I figure had the Sox acquired A-Rod that fateful winter, the magical 2004 season would have played out this way: A-Rod spurs the Yankees out of a midseason slumber by rumbling with a glove-wielding Jorge Posada at home plate during a mid-July slugfest, a game New York goes on to win in its last at-bat. Naturally, the rivals meet again in the ALCS, and after A-Rod leads a Sox charge to a 3-0 series advantage, his bat falls silent, the never-say-die Yankees rally, and A-Rod helps seal the Sox' miserable fate by illegally slapping the ball out of Jon Lieber's glove in Game 6 of the ALCS.
The Yanks win in seven. The ghosts mock us again. The misery lives on.
Yeah, the fiction is fun to ponder. A-Rod in Boston. Imagine that.
But you know what? I think I'm going to stick with the reality here. When Alex Rodriguez is concerned, the truth is not only stranger than fiction, but to a Red Sox fan, it's also so much sweeter.
About Touching All The Bases
Irreverence and insight from Chad Finn, a Globe/Boston.com sports writer and media columnist. A winner of several national and regional writing awards, he is the founder and sole contributor to the TATB blog, which launched in December 2004. Yes, he realizes how lucky he is.