He doesn’t have Big Papi’s swagger, or his girth. Unlike Big Papi, he has yet to play on a championship team. And Horton still is waiting for someone to call the house with an offer to be pitchman for a fast-food chain, or do one of those yuck-yuck “This Is SportsCenter” commercials.
But in one very important respect, Nathan Horton is walking in Ortiz’s Sasquatch-like footsteps. Just as Ortiz emerged as a postseason hero for the ages in 2004, turning the walkoff hit into his own Vegas extravaganza in leading the Red Sox [team stats] to their first World Series championship in 86 years, now we have the heretofore unknown Horton, in his first year as a Bruin, turning the annual Stanley Cup tournament into his Vegas extravaganza.