The Red Sox have re-signed Mike Lowell.
Something that I am almost embarassed of is that for two of the halloween parties I went to this year, I dressed as Lowell. Besides that I am not Cuban, male, athletic, or anywhere close to his height, I’d like to believe that my costume choice somehow altered energy somewhere that contributed to his MVP win and now his three-year contract.
I know that is unrealistic thinking, but not much more than usual. It’s more reasonable than believing that waging wars of aggression in the Middle East will somehow end terrorism.
If my political votes don’t pan out often, maybe my baseball actions can.