Monday, March 06, 2006

Kir-bEEEEEEEEEEEEE Puckett!

Minnesota's in mourning tonight, and so am I.

8 comments:

Don Taylor said...

I read your piece on MSNBC.
0-20 years of age spent in Mpls and being a Twins fan and now I too hang in the rain of Seattle and think about Metropolitan Stadium and the gang of Carew, Tovar, Oliva, Killebrew...and then came the Dome and Kirby's stage. One of the greatest ball players of any generation and the glee of a boy knowing full well how lucky he was to play a game for a living. Like Herb Brooks before him these icons of my youth who pass before me allow me to go home at least for a night.

Maggie said...

Thank you for the touching piece on Kirby. It perfectly captured how all of us kids in MN felt/feel about him.

I keep thinking of my brother today. I keep picturing him as he was in the mid-80s -- young kid wearing his Kirby Puckett #34 t-shirt and looking at his Kirby posters in his room.

Melbell237 said...

Wow, tears first thing in the morning. The test pattern piece was apt and beautiful. Thank you for writing it. -Another Twin Cities girl

Jennaratrix said...

Beautifully written, thank you.

DrBear said...

Lovely article. Back in the 90s the Milwaukee Brewers (my team) were still in the American League and so we saw a lot of the Twins and Kirby. Even though he played for a rival, it was impossible not to like him.

Meredith said...

Great article, Gael! I needed it, especially after reading the Sports Illustrated piece on Bonds and steroids this morning.

Michelle said...

My tee-ball mitt had Puckett's signature on it. I always felt really fond of him.

Anonymous said...

I can still remember sitting on the floor of my darkened dorm room (my roommate was sleeping), watching the Twins win game seven of the `91 World Series. It was late and, being a freshman in college, I had an 8:20 class the next morning, but I didn't care. What euphoria it was to see Kirby, along with Kent Hrbek, lead the Twins to another series victory.

What wonderful memories those were.