THE KID - RIP

Even more sad news.
Gary Carter aka "The Kid" died yesterday of brain cancer.
Gary Carter was my favourite Baseball player...he was everyone's favourite.
Tucked away in my trunk of memories from childhood is my #8 Expos baseball jersey.
I was a little league catcher.
My dad, who as a teenager chose pursuing a higher education over pitching for the Cleveland Indians, coached my team.
My dad and Gary Carter were my hero's.
Carter was a Hall of Fame catcher who was one of the cornerstones of the
Montreal Expos “Team of the 80s.”
He was an 11-time All-Star and three-time Gold Glove winner.
His bottom-of-the-10th single in Game 6 of the 1986 Series helped the Mets mount a charge against the Boston Red Sox and eventually beat them.
Carter was instantly recognisable on the field, his curly locks beneath his helmet, his strong stance and that gorgeous ear to ear smile.
The man had charisma.
Gary Carter was the quintessential athlete and roll model.
The game was his priority, the fans were appreciated, he was a philanthropist.
A family man and true gentlemen all the way around.
Too bad the sports world is a shit show now.