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Thursday, December 08, 2005
Tick, Tock.
 He had fake teeth. He talked too much. He was a bit of a hick. He didn't have that much talent. He really talked too much. And, unfortunately, he wasn't worth more than a bucket of balls in 2005.
But goddamn, what a great time we had with you, Mr. Kevin Millar.
You tore it up in '03. You were off-and-on in '04. You were a black hole of pop-ups, warning track power, and fielder's choices in '05.
You gave us "Cowboy Up", and had those of us who cringe at the sound of country music putting that song on all our mix-tapes.
You gave us a number of kick-ass slogans to use when we cheer for you. (our favorite: "What time is it? It's Millah time!")
You brought us the Rally-Karaoke-Guy.
You gave us "The Walk" before "The Steal".
You and Papi turned our team into a laughing, smiling, having fun and "yeah-we-hug, you-got-a-problem-with-that?" type of team.
You were the only one who believed we could come back from three games down.
You helped deliver our first championship in a lifetime.
You were blessed with a little talent, and a lot of heart -- the most fun I've ever had watching the Red Sox have been during your tenure.
But, most of all... You GOT it.
''These were the greatest three years of my entire life playing baseball," he said. ''Playing for the Red Sox, playing for Boston, that city, those fans. And that's 100 percent from my heart.
''It's sad, of course. I don't think there is anyone that did more laughing, more winning, more competing than this team, and who would believe that it is over.
''I don't think people will realize until these guys are gone what they were like, a good group from 1 to 25 that knew how to win on a daily basis."
''I wish I could come back and do it all again, but the past season was a stinker. My job is to get back on track and make somebody proud again.
''But when all is said and done, 2004 will go down as a part of history. I'm proud that I was part of that nation, proud to have been part of Red Sox Nation while I was there." Thanks, Cabin Mirror. Jack is on the house.
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