In the great words of Bob Marley’s song Exodus mixed in with a little humor “Open your eyes and look within: Are you satisfied with the way you are hitting? Theo knows where you're going; Theo knows where you're from. You’re leaving Boston, y'all”! The days of the mythical Big Papi are surely diminishing, and as each fruitless attempt to surpass the Mendoza line continues, so too is his exodus out the Red Sox lineup. In a world of “what have you done for me lately”, Big Papi has done nothing. We as fans hope beyond hope that this trend of him not hitting will soon stop, but in reality we know it will not. It would be okay if this was a gradual decline, but as the eyes never seem to lie even though the heart tells us otherwise, this is a rapid decent. Since “Many being Many” has left, it is like Big Papi’s security blanket was taken away from him exposing his inner child. The one that can’t hit, can’t walk, and simply can’t get on base. It would be okay if there was someone ready to step into his shoes to fill the void, unfortunately those shoes are too big and too expensive. No longer should we expect heroic swings such as the two-run series-clinching home run off Jarrod Washburn over the Green Monster in the 10th inning of Game 3 of the 2004 ALDS or the 12th inning 2-run home run off Paul Quantrill in game 4 of the ALCS. Those days are long gone and so to should be the thought of Big Papi reverting back to his Edgar Martinez Award winning efforts. Theo had no problem letting Nomar, Pedro, Manny and Bay go because he thought it was for the best of the team, is it not time for him to look in the mirror and do the right thing? David Ortiz may hit again, but he will never be Big Papi, the one that Red Sox Nation has come to love and need.