Let's see if they can! |
Mike Timlin emerged first... |
... followed by Kevin Youkilis... |
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... and Mike Lowell. |
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Uh oh--here comes trouble... |
in the form of Dustin Pedroia |
and Alex Cora! |
Coco looks suave as ever. |
PAPI!! |
Artsy shot. ^_~ |
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Josh Beckett refused to let go of Schilling until he'd emptied the bottle. |
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Timlin: "Hey! We get T-shirts!" |
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Blurry, but too joyful not to post. |
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Tim Wakefield comes over to spray us. |
Beckett had the most wonderful dopey smile. |
This rendered me speechless for a bit. |
He actually flung a champagne bottle into the air in a gorgeous spiral, but I was too stunned to raise the camera! |
Papelbon looked like a crazed ballet dancer. |
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"Ladies and gentlemen, your closer!" |
I actually yelped when I saw Daisuke--he was adorable! |
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Jacoby Ellsbury and Clay Buchholz take it all in. |
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"...Rookie." |
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Papi is getting the first and third base sides to compete in yelling for him... |
... unaware (maybe) that someone is sneaking up on him! |
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Now it's Schilling's turn to pour on Jon Lester. |
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Including a full can of cold beer down his back, inside his shirt! |
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Tek joins the celebration late and is immediately surrounded. |
There's a price to pay for heading home, Captain! |
"Eh... it's my glove hand. It'll heal by February." |
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Mischief, thy name is Bobby Kielty. |
Buck eggs him on. |
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Still speechless. |
Mike Lowell calling to mind Red Auerbach's Celtics celebrations. |
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Alex Cora: "Who is that case-headed man?" |
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"Kiss me, you nutcase!" |
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"OKIE DOKIE!" |
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"Hey! Hey! Alcohol Compliance! This little kid has a beer!" |
This really needed video, but Youk was really workin' it. |
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Buck: "Hey! Those people are still dry!" |
"Let's go!" |
"And somebody save some for that pesky redhead with the camera!" Jacoby did--see below! |
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I don't think I've ever snapped Varitek so happy! |
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Commander Cora manning the booth! |
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Eric Hinske gazes up. |
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Cora puts on "Sweet Caroline." |
"Good times never seemed so good!" |
"SO GOOD!" |
"SO GOOD!" |
"SO GOOD!" |
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"Shipping up to Boston!" |
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Kevin Cash emerges, dripping... |
... and I have the feeling "Mischief" Kielty was involved. |
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Apparently the training staff has to maintain some decorum. |
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"Budweiser. Hmmn. I don't really want this...." |
"Hey, there's that chick with the camera again..." (He flung it high over our heads in a beer-spraying spiral!) |
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Cashie's not just thinking... |
... he and Eric Gagne have apparently spotted something very cute on the ground! |
All together: "Awwwwwwwwwwww!" |
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Theo! |
Posing with Lucchino and the crew. |
Jim Davis photo--Wake sprays us with champagne. I'm about halfway down the line. |
Reuters photo--Oh, Jacoby, you can douse me and the camera anytime you'd like! ^_^ |