I remember being about five or six years old and writing a letter to Santa every year around Thanksgiving. I would grab a sheet of paper with the huge lines, and write a list as long as I could with the smallest chicken-scratch handwriting I could muster.
It would include all things Ninja Turtles, Power Rangers, or Darkwing Duck. I would never get everything I wanted, but if I had gotten just one or two of the items on my list, I would always be exceptionally happy.
I expect this list to have a similar effect. I'm writing this to Theo Epstein, who I know will never read it, but if he gets one, maybe two, of these free agents, I'll be just as happy as the time I got the Technodrome. That's right. Be jealous.