I could not believe how lucky I was that I would one day get to watch Michael Coleman and Dernell Stenson play together in the same outfield.
Two five-tool studs! Two perennial MVP candidates! Two future Hall-Of-Famers! That Red Sox outfield was going to be historically great. It was going to be Marris-next-to-Mantle, great. McCovey-next-to-Mays great. It was going to be legendary.
That’s more or less how my brain as a young Red Sox fan operated. I grew up closer to Providence than to Boston, and so I went to McCoy Stadium far more than I ever did to Fenway.