Kirby.

Okay, I'm not the biggest baseball fan in the world, but there have been a few years when I followed the Minnesota Twins faithfully. The first time was during the era of Harmon Killebrew and Tony Olivia, and then during the Kirby Puckett years.

Like so many others, I just plain liked Kirby. He always just seemed like a naturally nice person, along with being a pretty darned good baseball player.

He'd been out of baseball for awhile now, so it's not as if the baseball community is suddenly missing him, but with his death this week, I think the world is a just a little worse off without his enthusiasm and drive.

Thanks for the games, Kirby!