In one September they became the Red Sox again and Ortiz stood in front of his locker, one foot on a folding chair before him, wearing his sliding shorts and a sleeveless Red Sox T-shirt and said over and over: “It’s horrible. It’s horrible.”
Then he added this about the Rays who were celebrating the most unlikely playoff berth, having made up nine games on Boston since the beginning of September: “They deserved to win.” No one looked ready to disagree. “Dude we were nine games up and then we lost, what can be worse than that?” Ortiz said. He looked down and frowned. There was nothing more to say.
