Alright, let’s talk about Jonny Gomes and the Boston Red Sox. Thinking back on that 2013 team really brings up some memories for me, not just about the games.
I remember getting really into that particular season. The whole ‘Boston Strong’ thing, the beards, it was just a different vibe. Gomes was a big part of that energy, you know? Not always the superstar, but he just had this grit.
The Big Hit and My Broken Sink
So, I was actually trying to fix a leak under my kitchen sink during Game 4 of the World Series that year. Total nightmare. Water everywhere, couldn’t figure out which pipe was the problem. I had the game on a small radio perched on the counter, barely paying attention between cursing at the plumbing.
Then I heard it. The roar from the radio got louder. I kinda stopped wrestling with the wrench for a second. They were shouting about Gomes hitting a three-run homer. Changed the whole feel of the game right there in the 6th inning.
I remember just pausing, water dripping on my head, and picturing it. Gomes rounding the bases. It was like this little moment of escape from my plumbing disaster. Gave me a weird sort of second wind.
- I stopped fighting the pipes for a bit.
- Took a deep breath.
- Actually visualized the play based on the radio call.
- Felt a little bit of that ballpark energy, even covered in sink gunk.
It didn’t magically fix the sink, mind you. I still had another hour of struggling ahead. But hearing about Gomes coming through like that, this guy known more for his clubhouse presence than huge stats, hitting that massive homer… it was just cool. It reminded me why I even bothered having the game on while doing chores.
It’s funny how sports moments stick with you. I eventually got the leak stopped, made a huge mess, but I mostly remember Gomes’ homer cutting through the frustration of that afternoon. That team, and guys like Gomes, they just had a way of doing that. Pure grit.
