Friday's Mashup: The Papi, Manny reunion we needed

By WEEI 93.7
Happy Friday! Last weekend of May! You’re looking good, with that haircut, finally. Got some sunshine this week. Now it’s the weekend. Go ahead, pop that collar and feel good about you. Got your fresh threads ready for...socially distanced sports fan fun. Or whatever.

The future is now --. I’m really digging the white too! Vapor jersey for Edelman. Quality is fantastic

— Alex #StidhamSZN (@Patsnation87) May 28, 2020

Remember, the world may be bananas right now, but The Mashup is a safe space where all are loved and served knowledge and nonsense equally. We got you covered with the things you might wanna see and know. On with the show.


2007 Red Sox Postseason Encore ALCS Game 5: Red Sox at Cleveland Indians - NESN, 8 p.m.

Arguably Josh Beckett's greatest start (Marlins fans, if they still exist) would say Game 6 of the 2003 WS reigns supreme. But with his team's back against the elimination wall Beckett threw a game for the ages on the road.


David Ortiz saved Boston, emotionaly, seven years ago, after the cowardly attacks at the 2013 Boston Marathon. He was a legend well before that. And then, when he knew his city and fans were hurting, he forever enshrined himself as a pillar of his f**king city after with one simple speech. And while there are no words to assuage your disappointment, or frustration, over that event being canceled this year, we can only hope that a chance reunion of some of your favorite Sox stars might put a needed nostalgic smile on your face. It's almost like Papi knew we wanted to see this. Like  he thought, "Hey, Manny...there's no baseball. No sports. They need us. Even if you're going gray." It's so simple. So unfiltered. And gives you an immediate passport back to the best of baseball times. Man, we had it so good. And do we miss the camaraderie, hijnx and highlights from these guys. If only Pedro were there it would have been perfect. Hope whatever it is about now, this week and everything goes away for even a minute when you peep this pic.

Look at my workout partner today --... Damage done.... @redsox @mlb

A post shared by David Ortiz (@davidortiz) on May 27, 2020 at 7:28pm PDT


Oh, the NFL hasn't certified that it will be back entirely, with fans, just yet. But that awful pass interference review rule is dead. Thank the maker. So when there's footbal again there will be one less thing to frustrate you. Imagine that; logic insports in a time of a pandemic. After something intended for the greater good failed miserably. Feel like there's a teachable moment here.

The NFL's pass interference replay review rule, implemented ahead of the 2019 season, is dead. What comes next for the league's officiating department, via @SeifertESPN.

— Adam Schefter (@AdamSchefter) May 28, 2020


Yes, we couldn't stop consuming "The Last Dance", either. Golden age of hoops. And yes, it's just as good on rewatch. But on this, the 40th anniversary of Larry Bird beating Earvin Johnson out for NBA Rookie of the Year, we offer this: if you're jonesing for more epic NBA storytelling might we suggest you dip your toes back in the basketball past again with the Bird/Magic documentary. Produced for HBO back in 2010 it details the surprising depth and layers of rivalrous friendship developed over the years, from college through the NBA Finals and beyond, between Larry Bird and Magic Johnson. Good luck making it through this without asking if it's getting dusty in the room you're viewing in. SPOILER: Larry Legend cries! Available on HBO / the newly launched HBO Max platform.


Since you can't go to an amusement park (YET!), please enjoy these life-sized teddy bears riding a wild rollercoaster for you, and looking like they're enjoying the hell out of it for us. That'll be us soon again. Promise.

22 oversized teddy bears in a rollercoaster. It really looks like they are coming to life.. --Walibi Amusement Park, The Netherlands ----

— Buitengebieden (@buitengebieden_) May 28, 2020


"If you don't think too good, don't think too much." - Words to live by now and forever from The Splendid Splinter himself, the greatest hitter ever, Ted Williams, whose number was retired by the Boston Red Sox 36 years ago today.