Dear Alfonso Soriano,
I have always been a fan of yours. I cannot pin point when I fell in love with your hitting ability, but I know it was a while ago.
It may have been the Game Seven, eighth inning home run off of Curt Schilling (a player I despise) in the 2001 World Series (on an 0-2 pitch!) or it may have been because you are just one of four players to reach the 40-40 milestone, while the three others are known steroid abusers.
I feel the home run off of Schilling is symbolic of your career.
You may look bad a majority of the time, but most big leaguers do. You also do things most Hall-of-Fame players cannot and you never know when you're going to connect.
Roger Clemens gave you the Senor Peligroso (Mr. Dangerous) nickname years ago and that nickname still holds true today.
You are dangerous and it does not matter what the count is. You could be 0-for-5, like Monday night, and then look so good in your sixth at bat and connect for a 430-foot game winning grand slam.
When you hit your game winning grand slam Monday night and stared it down, you knew you got every piece of that ball. You have not hit a ball like that all season long and that must have felt great.
It was like the old Soriano is back and the .220 AVG is officially gone. I am excited to see what you do next. I will be watching and waiting every at bat.
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