Twenty years ago almost to the date, we jumped on the Green Line and headed to Fenway, in anticipation of Wade Boggs extending his hitting streak to 28 games.
Boggs did not disappoint, rapping a single in a 5-3 Sox win over the Mariners. Could he challenge one of the most revered records in sports -- Joe DiMaggio's 56-game hitting streak?
Like the Bird Man of Alcatraz, the Chicken Man of Fenway drew a lot of attention. But Boggs went hitless in his next game, the streak dying on the Fenway lawn.
Now it's Johnny Damon's turn.
The Jim Morrison look-alike extended his hitting streak to 29 games last night against the Yankees. With the pitching-challenged Devil Rays in town for three games, Damon should keep the streak alive.
But it's so hard to do. There's so much that can go wrong. Walks are bad. Screaming line drives right at the defense are bad. Sometimes, it's that little trickler through the infield that keeps the streak alive. Getting at least one hit, night after night, is difficult.
The closest threat to DiMaggio was Pete Rose in 1978, but his streak ended at 44. In 1987, Paul Molitor rattled off a 39-game hitting streak.
If Damon somehow stays hot and continues to find a hole in the defense just once a game, it will get very interesting in Boston. The threat to seemingly invincible records is what makes baseball the greatest of sports.
Imagine, one of baseball's greatest records topped by an Idiot.
Stay tuned.