A Love Affair Is Born

Lookie here - a second consecutive column on A-Rod!

Let’s not call it “great,’’ but this was certainly one of the more memorable moments in the 103-year history of Fenway Park.

On a night when he was benched, Alex Rodriguez, the lightning rod of baseball hatred, walked to home plate as a pinch hitter in the eighth inning and launched a 3-and-0 Junichi Tazawa pitch into the Monster Seats for his 660th career homer, tying Willie Mays for fourth place on baseball’s all-time list. Fans booed Rodriguez on every step around the bases. The Red Sox made no acknowledgment of the milestone on the scoreboard or over the public address system. It was just another homer by some guy named Rodriguez. Yeesh.

Now it’s Bonds, Aaron, Ruth, Mays, and A-Rod. That’s like Ruth, Gehrig, DiMaggio, Mantle, and . . . Costanza.

The most hated Boston sportswriter penning back-to-back smoochers for the most hated man in baseball - makes perfect sense!