Tuesday, March 07, 2006

A little love...

Here are my condolences for one of my favorite players growing up, Kirby Puckett.

A lifetime .318 hitter, he hit over .350 in the WorldSeries on his way to two titles, all while being borderline morbidly obese. He had his career cut short and still made 10 All Star games.

His passing harkens back to a better era in baseball for me, an era win the Twins and Royals were duking it out and were winning the World Series and every team had a chance to compete.

Now there are about 10 teams who can legitimately win and that has worsened the overall product of MLB.

Kirby played every game hard, and the highlight montages showed him time after time slamming into that weird, hockey-like plexiglass that used to line the Metrodome (and still should.)

Good times. You will be missed, but not forgotten.

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