An hour before my first Redsox game as kid, with my dad and mom we saw Clemens come out of the players exit and preparing to run around the stadium as he normally did. I said "Hey Rocket !! Your my favorite!" he looked at me, put his Sony headphones on and tied his shoes... Turned the other way and started running. I had a shirt with his picture on it in my hands (thought he might sign it) I handed the shirt to my mom and asked to go home. He looked at me and didnt acknowledge me in ANY way. Like an ass.
24 Dec 2011 05:53pm