Oh, Boston, it's their home
The Standells got nothing on this family, which composed lyrics while waiting for the parade on the banks of the Charles yesterday. Hiding from the rain under a beach umbrella, they belted out words, to the tune of ''The Hokey Pokey":
We're at the rolling rally
To see our favorite team;
Kap and Tek and Manny,
And everyone in between.
We blew over the Yankees;
The Cardinals we did sweep.
We're here to see the Red Sox
'Cause they're our favorite peeps.
We do the Hokey Pokey
While Millar pretends he's Bruce.
Schilling gets religious,
And Foulke is our caboose.
Roberts steals the bases;
Big Papi is our clutch.
We just witnessed history;
We love you guys so much.
The creators of the song include Katie Carney, 17, Allston; Lauren Zullo, 15, Allston; Dena Leone, 15, Brighton; Bill Carney, 48, Allston; Judy Antonelli, 53, Allston; Linda Leone, 47, Brighton.
Who's tipping their hats now?
There it was again, the terrible taunt. ''Who's your daddy?" the crowd chanted. ''Who's your daddy?" Only this time it wasn't Yankees fans booming it out. It was Boston's own. And it was Pedro leading them, or at least he looked like him. Perched atop a friend's shoulders and leading the crowd in various Red Sox chants, the young man was dressed in a Red Sox uniform with ''Martinez" inscribed on the back of the shirt. He had brown makeup on his face, donned a Jeri-curl wig, and stuck a cap on his head.
Meanwhile, at the Last Hurrah, a restaurant at Tremont and Beacon streets, across from the Boston Common, a sign in the window featured a cocktail called The Pedro Martini. ''A real smooth finish," it promised.
Big socks to fill
It required an unusual purchase at a fabric store and two days of sewing, but when Sharon and Bill Sullivan of Carlisle emerged from the subway yesterday dressed as giant, velour red socks, admirers mobbed them.
''At first you're thinking, 'Are we going to get beaten up?' " Bill said.
The crimson-clad duo was stopped every few seconds as they walked the parade route. They posed for so many pictures that Bill said it took them ''about an hour to walk three blocks." The only mishap was when one person mistook these Red Sox for a pair of sevens.
''We're not 77," Sharon said.
In a parade of their own, a crowd of jubilant fans carrying Dominican flags and banging a drum marched along Tremont Street in the wake of the players' motorcade. The group, made up of young men and women, chanted, ''Pedro! Pedro! Pedro!" and drew spectators when they stopped to dance with a fan who was naked from the waist up and covered in red body paint.
Christian Rosa, 21, a student at Bunker Hill Community College who emigrated from the Dominican Republic 10 years ago, said he is proud that Pedro Martinez, Manny Ramirez, and Danny Ortiz are Dominican. Swirling a large flag above his head, he said he wanted the world to know.
A royal party
After the sometimes soggy parade ended, Red Sox owners, many of the players and their families gathered at the Crown Royal Club at Fenway for a little party.
Keith Foulke, Curt Schilling, Derek Lowe, Gabe Kapler, and Bronson Arroyo arrived at the gathering not long after the parade was over. Following them were David Ortiz, Kevin Youkilis, Dave Roberts, Alan Embree, Mike Myers, David McCarty and Doug Mientkiewicz. The Red Sox brass was there, including John Henry, Tom Werner, and Larry Lucchino. General manager Theo Epstein came up to Werner's table, where Werner's son Teddy and his wife of one-year, Karin, were sitting. Teddy and Karin told Epstein they counted at least 20 signs of women proposing marriage to the 30-year-old exec. Epstein smiled broadly.
''What happened today," Tom Werner said, ''was one of the greatest experiences of my life. I think everyone will remember where they were when the Red Sox won the World Series."
In short order, the gleaming World Series trophy was brought out, and pictures were taken with the partners surrounding the trophy.
Compiled by Kathleen Burge, Bella English, Jim Sullivan, and Maria Sacchetti of the Globe staff and Globe correspondents Heather Allen, Peter DeMarco, and Megan Woolhouse.