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(The following is a letter that we sent to Aaron Boone. Yes, THAT Aaron Boone. Aaron F. Boone, if you will. You see, he's the reason we started The Red Seat and we owe him big. If we hear back from him, we'll be sure to post his reply!)
A LETTER TO AARON BOONE
Dear Mr. Boone,
We'd like to thank you. Thank you, thank you, thank you! You don't know us and are likely wondering what gives. It's simple, we owe you a huge debt of gratitude. And, oh yeah - we're Red Sox fans...go figure.
Once upon a time, we were just your basic, run of the mill, nut job Red Sox fans. Then something truly miraculous happened and all it took was one late inning, infamous swing of the bat. Even today it's hard to believe how one swing could bring everything to a shuddering, mind altering, silent scream bad, kind of halt. The kind of bad that makes grown men weep (i.e., Tim Wakefield) and causes emotional "disturbances" on a massive scale. We are, of course, referring to Game 7 in the 2003 ALCS.
Sure, it was all great and stuff for you and your team, but you have to admit it was pretty fleeting. Well, take solace, that moment did so much more than just win a game - you, my friend, CREATED A COMPANY!
Not just any company either. You brought about the creation of The Red Seat - the best Red Sox site on the internet. All we needed was for you to supply the lemons and The Red Seat made the lemonade. So, thanks! Enclosed is the shirt you inspired - enjoy it and wear it proudly. The Red Sox took care of that little black cloud and made a little history of their own in 2004 and The Red Seat lives on.
Good luck on the upcoming season and hope to see you again in the World Series, wouldn't that be great? Of course, you are now and forevermore Aaron F. Boone in these parts but that's a small price to pay for immortality.
Best regards and GO SOX! GO MARLINS? Nah, GO SOX!
Chris and Emily
The Red Seat