This is back in Spring Training 2010, the only time I’ve ever gone. I’ve told this story on here before, but I’m telling it again because it’s one of my favorites. A kid yelled at him, “Mark! Mark!” because his facial hair resembled Buehrle’s at the time. AJ looked over, said “I’m not Mark, dude,” and walked right over to my dad and I. We talked briefly about Wrestlemania, which had happened the previous night, and got this picture. I think he ended up signing for the kid, but I don’t remember.
Anyway, it was really cool meeting my favorite Sox player. Every game I worked at for the last two summers, AJ got the loudest cheers when he was announced, even louder than Konerko. I wish we had re-signed him— I think it was the smart choice— but I hope that Rangers fans appreciate what they got: one of the sharpest minds in baseball and a not-bad catcher. Hopefully he’ll return to the Sox one day as a manager or a broadcaster, but until then, I’ll root for him and miss him.