And Sano comes up to bat as a pinch hitter, bottom of the ninth, game tied, two outs, Rocco had already emptied the bull pen. He looks down the bench... nothing but position players. But there, at the very end of the bench, trying to hide his bulk behind an exhausted Ober is... a smiling La Tortuga!
"Get Buxton's uniform and glove!!" Rocco shouts "and get out there!"
And so the clash of giants begins... The excited fans launch to their feet as La Tortuga springs from the dugout, "Nice angle" the visiting Bert Blylevin remarks from the press box.
"We'd have paid a lot of money to see this," Dick Bremer adds. "And now we're going to witness history in the making. Reminds me of a game we did back in 1995, it was a Tuesday, wind was out of the west, Bert was eating a hot dog, mustard running down his shirt...
Tortuga makes sure he passes by Sano, the two giants grin at each other, share a few words neither one can understand, then pat each other on the fanny and get in position...
Wait a minute, I ran out of whiskey... be right back.