Yesterday, the game of baseball lost a great player. I was never a Twins fan, nor will I ever be, however you need to respect the man and his game. Kirby was a player that saw walking to first base as failure to not hit the ball.
I don't have a great sports memory (at least those memories that don't involve my actual attendance at games) but 1991 comes to mind when we think of Kirby. The Twins/Braves World Series that year was one for the ages. Kirby, by himself, forced a game 7 and helped the Twins capture the title.
It is sad to see those that we were able to watch, pass on. Today, let’s put aside the "off the field" troubles that followed Puckett, instead let's celebrate the player.