I never knew that until today when they said it on ESPN...strange.Also, I bet Twins fans are shooting themselves:http://minnesota.twins.mlb.com/NASApp/mlb/...s_min&fext=.jsp
Also:<div class='quotetop'>QUOTE </div><div class='quotemain'>Anyway, if you want to see some live MLB around here the first choice is usually up to the Twin Cities to see the Twins play.In fact, the Twins are kind of the local team around here, even though they're in a different state and about 3 hours north of here.So even though I've been a Yankee fan forever, I've followed the Twins also, and there ARE a lot of Twins fans around here.Well, back in 1997 the Twins trotted out a rookie by the name of David Arias. He was tall, well over 6 feet, and weighed around 200 pounds. I saw him play a couple of times that year, nothing really remarkable about him, other than this big face and grin that actually reminded me of Aunt Jemimah of pancake fame.For those of you who don't know who I'm talking about here, it was not long after that, David Arias decided he wanted to be known as David Ortiz.Yeah, BIG PAPI! Thing is though, BIG PAPI wasn't really that big back then. In fact, you might not realize he was the same guy if you compared Ortiz, the Twin, and Ortiz, the Red Sox, other than that face. No mistaking that.On a little sidebar here, I had a dream about Big Papi a few years back that I will never forget. Actually, nightmare would be more accurate. Anyway, in this dream, and this is no bullshit, I find myself in a jungle clearing, and much to my dismay, I'm tied up and sitting naked in a huge pot of water that has an odd smell to it, sort of like onions. I soon realize there's a goddam fire burning under the pot and I see that the pot is surrounded by a bunch of jungle natives that I immediately know are MFing cannibals. And lo and behold, standing there in the midst of them, in a grass skirt, holding a spear, with a bone in his nose ( a human bone, I'm sure, most likely from a previous dining experience) is none other than, yup, BIG PAPI! And this is the killer. He looks at me and smiles that big smile of his, but instead of those big pearly white teeth of his, his teeth are sort of yellow in color, and there pointed, like they've been filed into points. Holy Jesus Christ on the cross, I'm thinking, how did I get into this situation? Well, needless to say, at this point, thinking this is real, I'm flopping around in our bed like a marlin on the deck of a Key West fishing boat, and thank goodness, I manage to wake up. I cannot express the relief I felt as I realized it was a dream. Ya know, those home runs that Ortiz has smoked against the Yanks are bad enough. But to think your gonna be the main course for Chief Big Papi and his tribe of friendly neighborhood man-eaters is one helluva lot worse. Believe me.Well, I saw a lot of Ortiz during his time with the Twins, kind of a spray doubles hitter with a modest amount of power. His last 3 years with Minnesota were like about 10-15-20 homers, maybe around 60 or 70 ribbies if I remember right.And then the Twins let him go, released him. I never really heard why. The Twins were really money conscious back then. Even more so than now.So, Ortiz finds himself without a team. At this point, one could say he was kind of a fringe player, decent, but not really sought after too much. And he's already DHing most of the time so the NL is not really an option. At this time Ortiz must have felt a little disconcerted about his career.But, the Sox snatch him up, and Wow! Ortiz turns into a wicked hitter overnight, to the tune of 31 dingers, 39 doubles, and over a 100 ribbies.Then in 2004 the Big Papi transformation is complete, as he explodes with a .301 average, 41 big flys, and 139 knocked in.2005? Well, what can you say? He could have won the MVP, which would have been unprecedented for a DH, he's the wicked, scariest hitter in baseball, absolutely the most clutch, and I wish he wasn't a Red Sox.During Big Papi's 3 years with Boston, I've had to scratch my head, and observe him slightly dumfounded thinking this is the same guy that I watched play for the Minnesota Twins. Surreal to say the least.Now. You probably know where I'm going with this. But before you Sox fans, and especially you SF, start readying yourselves to begin hurling Molotov cocktails my way, lets remember we're just having a little tongue in cheek fun here, as shown by SF's original thread content about Sheff's burger incident.So, here's my question. Is it at all possible that Big Papi, after being let go by the Twins prior to 2003, MIGHT have felt the need for something to jumpstart his career? Something to put him over top, to give him an edge as he tried to establish himself as a MLB player who was going to stick, even as a DH. Something that other players around the majors were doing. Perhaps some special supplements, or vitamins. Maybe some full-strength injectable flaxseed oil.Whadya say Sox fans? Is there the smallest, most minute possibility that David Ortiz may have used the juice?</div>from yanksfansoxfan.com
