Meanwhile, here’s smilin’ Mike Cameron. I so hope he’s got plenty left in the tank to share with Red Sox Nation, for he comes well recommended as a good fellow as well as a first-rate centerfielder. Not a high-average guy, he strikes out as much as J-Bay with a dozen fewer homers, but the man can hit a respectable number of dingers and certainly has played the outfield like nobody’s business. What everybody in the Nation wonders is, of course, how the Sox intend to utilize this fine fellow. Have we hired Mike to play the most overqualified left field in the big leagues (preserving his 37 year old legs and piling up outfield assists on a continuous basis), or are we moving Jacoby to left (where his weakish arm and depth perception issues would no longer be issues at all, and he would be one humongous bane to the existence of opposing righthanders in search of doubles down the line), or. . . ::shudder::. . .package our beloved speedy Navaho in a deal for a certain power-hitting first baseman from San Diego? The acquisition of a front-line starting pitcher and a veteran centerfielder makes everybody wonder if a big trade is on the horizon that strips us of Buch and Jake in exchange for Adrian–two talented youths for one talented youth. What price a legit young power hitter? Is the promising Mr. Westmoreland on the block–a move that I worry may read like the Hanley Ramirez Farewell a few years down the road? Or will Theo and his legions give the Cheshire Cat girn, fold their arms, and say, “we like our club: Papi’s getting in shape, and Casey Kotchman, you slick-fielding dude, we think you can hit .300 playing every day here; here’s your shot”? Who knows? Time will tell. God, what a sweet gift is the Hot Stove :-)