But really. How can you not love this kid?
Thumbs up to you, too, MiniPetey.
Anyway. I'm beating around the bush--the real reason for this post is mostly to squeak and squeal and squee over this text message li'l Dustin sent to his college coach (who he's kept up a correspondence with after being drafted) in April, when he was slumping. Word-for word, down to the last punctuation mark:
Book it
i am going to hit 300 even after the horrible start i'm having right now
you taught me how to deal with this
1 for my last 26 no biggie
an explosion is going to happen soon
He's very laid back about being 1 for 26 (which translates to a
For the record, without April factored in, he hit
Without his abysmal April, Dustin Pedroia hit
No wonder his RotY was so definite.
Oh. And I also find it unendingly adorable that he's admitted to being "5'7" or 5'8" or whatever the heck they list me at", when I'm about 5'6''.