The 1997-2000 was a tough stretch for me. I was in those dreadful Jr. High years. My voice was cracking. I smelled. I was "becoming a man". Perhaps it was because I was going through these awkward years that I identifed with Wave 'Em in Wendell Kim. If you're from Boston, there's no doubt in my mind you remember the Kamikaze Kim. Those who aren't in the know, Wendell Kim was the 3rd base coach for the Red Sox at the end of the 20th century.
Wendell was notorious for two things: 1) Running guys into outs and 2) Sprinting out to 3rd base every inning (sadly I cannot find a video for this - please send it along if you can find one). Wendell was überaggressive - waiving his arm with such rapid deftness, you wondered if he were indeed human. Unfortunately, his league leading arm speed did not translate into a faster Troy O'Leary. Though we grumbled for a half inning after another 3rd out at home, we would quickly forget as we smiled with glee as Wendell dashed back to his place on the diamond. You just had to accept Wendell for the awkward little man that he was.
I sure did.