t one time, the Green Monsters were a great race of beings on earth. They were peace-loving beings and hated fighting; although they were so large, no one would want to harm them anyway.
The monsters ate baseballs. They were able to use the outer covering as protein to keep up their size and strength. Whenever the monsters spotted a baseball, they would pounce on it immediately. They found that hanging around baseball parks or stadiums provided the best source of baseballs. They came to recognize names like Ted Williams and Babe Ruth, as people who provided them with many delicious meals.
The monsters liked people, too. While they stood around parks and stadiums waiting to be fed, lots of people would walk up to them and start to talk. The monsters were very intelligent and were able to carry on conversations with anyone who cared to talk to them. Baseball fans fell in love with the monsters.
It appeared that nothing could go wrong for the monsters. The people loved them and no one seemed to mind their eating baseballs. But one day, a tragedy occurred. One of the monsters ate a cardboard scorecard by mistake. The change of diet was fatal. It died. After a proper funeral, the Monster was cremated, or at least the people tried.
But even as it was lying in the flames, the monster would not burn or break down. Thinking it magical, one fan took the monster out of the flames and cut it up. It was then that they discovered that the monsters were made of wood - very strong wood that was not affected by fire, wood, that was indeed magical. There were many possibilities for magic wood. It could come in handy for building strong houses, for example. After all, everybody needs a roof over their head.
What happened next was known as the Great Monster Hunt. It was a hideous and terrible tragedy. Thousands of people - baseball fans even - who had once been loyal to the monsters now hunted them as nothing but wood, so that they might build a nice, strong house. The monsters were hunted and disposed of in ways too foul to repeat. The powerless monsters could do nothing but run, and with their abnormal shape, they couldn't even do that very effectively. The only thing left to do was to wait till the people got tired of chasing the monsters.
But that was not good at all. As the people's appetite for wood subsided, only one Green Monster remained. It had to take the most careful route back to its home so that the people would not find it. Due to these sad circumstances, the last Monster decided to stay in a cave in downtown Boston. Here, it followed the same routine every day.
It awoke at 5 in the morning while all the people were asleep so that it could collect all the baseballs it needed. These balls would serve as the Monster's food for the rest of the day. After all, it could not leave the cave during the day, for it would surely be caught.
One morning while taking an early walk, Dan Duquette spotted the Monster during his routine and approached him. Upon seeing Duquette, the Monster hobbled for safety. But after finally catching him, Duquette made his intentions clear. He did not wish to harm the Monster, but to propose a deal. After all, that's the general manager's job, to make deals.
Dan knew of the Monster's recent problems and wished to help him. Duquette saw that the Monster liked to eat baseballs. His team, the Red Sox, needed something to stop all of the home runs out of Fenway Park. Dan put two and two together and came up with a plan.
After hearing Duquette out, the Green Monster agreed to be placed in the left field of Fenway Park. The construction was started at once. The Monster was repainted a new shade of green. In the left field of Fenway Park, a 10-foot trench was dug, and the Green Monster was tightly placed in to ensure that it would never fall out. Finally, the Monster was aligned so that he had a perfect view of home plate, so he could stop at least half of the balls hit out of the park.
The Green Monster still stands in left field today, stopping home runs. But to him, he is just being fed.
