I miss Big Papi already

Not that anyone needs to panic quite yet, but the "sign Barry Bonds" buzz is getting louder by the day as the prognosis for David Ortiz's ailing left wrist fails to get any clearer with time.

I'm guessing damage to the tendon sheath is probably pretty serious. Can we give him the Curt Schilling treatment and sew a new one in there from a dead guy or something?

This ray of sunshine comes from Eric Wilbur at Boston.com:

Putting aside all talk of steroids and perjury charges, it's hard to imagine Boston becoming even more of a media circus, but it would happen. Pedro Gomez would have to start re-using his Marriott points. As much as America hates the Red Sox already, Bonds would add an extra element of hatred for fans across the country. Boston fans, on the other hand, would face yet another moment of pure hypocrisy, reasoning why the man they derided so viciously in the past was an OK dude. Aside from all that, Curt Schilling -- the man who last summer famously boasted that Bonds cheated on his taxes, family, and the game -- and Bonds on the same team? The Jim Rice-Joe Morgan and Mo Vaughn-Mike Greenwell snafus of years past could potentially look like thumb wars if these two got together.

Wonderful. Can't wait for that.

The Red Sox rarely get any attention from the national media and I think that this is just the kind of move that would put them on the map.

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