In my head I was already planning the press conference, the questions from all the beat reporters. The scrutiny that I was probably going to be sick of after the initial 2 weeks of fame.
The Glamour the glitz and the publicity that this very blog would be finally getting.
I had stumbled on what I lead to believe a gold mine at the time , but it just turned out to be something "pretty cool".
A friend of mine that has no clue whats so ever about anything that has to do with baseball was in the airport. He was waiting by the luggage carousal for his bags. Then suddenly he saw his suitcase come tumbling down on the other end of the conveyor belt. With no time to waste , he sprinted towards that direction to go fetch his belongings. In the process , he left behind his "Carry on" on the floor.
On his way back , he accidentally retrieved the wrong Carry on. His bag and the one that he picked up were almost identical.
It wasn't until that evening where he learned that the bag wasn't his. After a long and tiring flight, he was in no mood to sort things out. He opted to wait till the next morning.
When the time came where he actually looked through the contents of the bag , he came to the conclusion that it belonged to some ball player.
The contents in the bag were as follows. 1) Cell phone 2) Two sets of keys 3)Some sort of pain killers 4) A baseball cap with a name and number embroidered into the back 5) (Here's the kicker) Some sort of injecting substance.
Even being the Baseball ignoramus that he is, my friend knew that there was something just not right about an injecting like substance. Naturally, he calls none other than myself.
After carefully listening to this story , impatiently I blurted out the million dollar question.....WHO??????
Searching his mind for the right name was like pulling teeth. So I said , at least narrow it down and give me a team name. Without hesitation he said it was "a guy on the Red Sox".
When I heard that my eyes lit up brighter than the the lights of a menorah or the lights on a Christmas tree.
I started naming the roster one by one. I listed all of the High profile players and even the scrubs but to no avail. I started to give up hope and thought it was some sort of mistake. I searched my mind to the deep end and back then out of nowhere I blurted out Julian Tavarez???
His response was priceless. " YEAH THAT'S THE GUY".
In a heartbeat, I was in his office to examine the goods with my own eyes. Like he said , it was all there. When I got my hands on the vile I read and re read all the ingredients. It was like Chinese to me. So I did what any sane man would do. I Googled it. Here is the link of what I came up with. http://www.americanregent.com/PDF_For_Products/Cyanocobalamin%20IN0031%20Rev.%201-03.pdf
I learned it was nothing but a lame B-12 shot. The stuff the Clemens claimed he took. It is perfectly legal.
Now I'm stuck with stuff that I have to somehow return. In case you were wondering, my friend kept the cell phone and master reset it.
My plans of submitting this story and having my fifteen minutes of fame were foiled.
I "almost" tarnished the Red Sox organization and the two recent titles which they have nabbed.
But as the saying goes " ALMOST DOESN'T COUNT"
