Gary Carter
I was a freshman in college the night the Mets traded for Gary Carter. The news so excited me that I goaded one of my roommates to stay up all night and celebrate, which for us meant wandering aimlessly around campus all night until stealing a fresh morning newspaper from a bundle left outside a store on Main Street at first light just to read about it. There was never any doubt that his arrival would transform a promising team into an excellent one, and help me realize a dream I'd harbored all my life until then. That was the power of Gary Carter.
When I presented Gary Carter with a copy of the Mets by the Numbers book at an event in 2008 his thank-you and his handshake were so warm and sincere I could barely believe he meant them. What an impression he made. Marty Noble writing on MLB.com today presents an obituary as forceful and oddly offputting as the Kid himself. What a character.
It sounds like a great read
It sounds like a great read and a nice tribute. I hope that he will be remembered forever in the sports arena and that children will have the opportunity to learn who he was and aspire to be like him.
When the greats in spots die there is always nice things in article archives that are said about them and all of their contributions to the game they played.
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