On June 16th, I woke up to the unfortunate passing of one of the greatest baseball players to ever live. Tony Gwynn was gone too soon at the age of 54 due to cancer. I’ve penned many baseball blogs and the impact it has played on my life. When cancer then sneaks into that conversation, it stings me even more; I hate that disease.
Tony Gwynn was a class act. He played the game the right way. The baseball world lost a true icon and a member of baseball royalty. “Mr. Padre” as he was known to many, will never be forgotten. Greatest hitter during my lifetime.
The Padres just arrived to Seattle for a very brief two game series. I was a last minute fill-in to work statistics for the Padres broadcast and I knew it would be unlike any game I had ever worked. I wanted to pay tribute to Tony Gwynn and I knew exactly what I was going to do.
I moved into my new house about three weeks ago and I had unearthed my baseball card collection that I had boxed up and put into storage. I went into my garage, found an old binder and took out two sleeves of Tony’s cards. I displayed them next to my “desk area” once I arrived at the stadium. Continue reading