Ah, Pedro versus the Yankees in the postseason. Can I finally watch a game without a horrible pit in my stomach? I’ve discussed before how Pedro was the only player on the Red Sox, maybe in sports, who I genuinely worried about. If he got blown out on Opening Day, it wasn’t just panic-time because that was our ace. It was because it was Pedro. For my money, the most harrowing moments of the entire 2004 ALCS were in that bizarre 7th inning where the Sox handed the ball to Pedro, the stadium came alive with “Who’s your daddy?” chants, and suddenly the Yanks scored a quick pair of runs. I remember almost wondering if the Sox would battle all the...