This is a Dream
This is so cool. When I lived in Haverhill growing up in Boston, we used to live at kind of a corner, so it looked like a baseball stadium. We would pick one of the corners to be home plate. And then we would hit up against the house that was right in front of us, with plastic balls, obviously, because we would have broken all the windows otherwise.
My brothers and I used to play, and we used to hit so many home runs over the Green Monster in our minds. “Ah, home run over the Green Monster, yeah!” And I was doing that when I was 13, after I got to this country from the Dominican Republic for the first time.
And all this was a dream, that’s all it was. And the next thing you know, I’m still doing it at 30 years old, and actually doing it — really doing it. Tonight’s home run, last night’s home run, those were like a dream — something I’d done before in my mind.
So to me, I understand how really blessed I am every day to be in this uniform, and I know how that might sound really corny or cheesy, but look at these guys in here. The type of ballclub we have. How close we are. And compare this to like a college team. That’s the kind of chemistry we have on this ballclub.
And to be able to share my dream coming true with these guys, I can’t imagine anything better.