First off, let me say there are multiple definitions and scenarios involving the word redemption. At this point in time (history) I see no possible overall redemption for Alex Rodriguez. Aside from the fact he's amassed a staggering fortune from a game for which he has apparently always cheated at, and still allowed to play well into his thirties… Wait.
Anyway, what transpired, or should I say transgressed, on the hallowed lawns of Fenway, Sunday night, before a nationally television audience, shall, from this moment on, forever be known as, the "ultimate anti-Tek moment." Ryan Dempster decided to make a statement in the second inning of last night's game, but ended up with so much egg on his face, it was difficult to tell where his face began, and the egg ended. The hero business is tough stuff. Better left to those who are not looking for trouble, but sure aren't afraid to end it. Better left to finishers. Standing where Bronson Arroyo stood, that magical July night in 2004, as the purposeful Red Sox catcher escorted the "billion dollar fraud" up the first base line, there was Dempster, once again, starting something he could not… well, you know. But his damage ran deeper than usual last night. In the top of the 6th inning, in essence, Dempster pushed Tek out of the way, taking "the leper" by the hand, helping him to his feet, breathing life back into his dead carcass, and then watched helplessly as "the Antichrist" mocked him all the way around the bases, igniting a comeback, and an eventual win. After making the terrible decision to intentionally hit this clown, you sure as hell should have enough sense not let it come back and bite you. Why set yourself up to look like a total jackass. When Dempster, inexplicably, grooved an eighty-nine MPH "fastball" right down Broadway, he single handedly turned the ultimate villain into a hero, empowering him, far beyond anything his own warped imagination could have possibly conjured up. A-Rod and his also-ran Yankees arrived Friday at Fenway Park, in the national headlines for all of the wrong reasons, and left Sunday, energized, full of hope, and back in the race… the proverbial awoken sleeping giant.
It's impossible to know what will transpire from here. But what we do know is after Jason Varitek put Alex Rodriguez where he belonged that night in 2004, the Red Sox were a different team, going 45-20 the rest of the way (.692 winning percentage vs .573 to that point)... and we all know what happened in the historic post season of 04.' Now, I'm not saying Dempster's ultimate Ant-Tek brain fart will have any lasting effects, but to pump life back into A-Fraud and the Yankees like that, is an unforgivable breach. As Ben Buchanan so aptly said, "He turned this from a game into a part of the rivalry. He made this a spectacle, and then he blew it. You don’t get to do that in Boston. Back up your **** or take a *** damn hike."