I've always felt sorry for the women in Jonathan Papelbon's life, his wife to some extent but mostly his mother. The intensity, energy, and general goofball-ness, with which he plays the game probably can't easily be contained and he probably doesn't come with an off switch.
When he bid Kevin Millar adieu on the Friendly Scoop segment with him, he urged Millar to: Be Good. I figured that it was a habit he must have picked up from his mother. It's not hard to imagine her yelling out the front door every time her son left the house "Be good! For the love of God, please be good!"
As it turns out, the younger Papelbons are more of a handful than the elder (at least according to his high school baseball coach.)
In high school, Jonathan worked Bishop Kenny's annual baseball camp. The middle-school aged twins arrived one summer with a reputation.
"They were just two hellions," West said. "When we divided up the groups (Jonathan) would just beg not to have his brothers. They were wild. No one else wanted them either."
I really can't imagine; but my respect for Ma Papelbon grows as I try.
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