I’d have plunked him too, just for being so gosh darned likable.
Bob Gibson would have drilled him on general principle.
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Harper got the last word the best way: he stole home on Hamels.
Bryce Harper is the baseball equivalent of Lebron James: a player so good, he was on the cover of Sports Illustrated three years ago as a 16 year old. He took the GED after his sophomore year of high school so he could go to junior college so he could qualify for the baseball draft early. I don't know if he's likable or not, but players who can play this well this young are rare: ARod, Ken Griffey, Jr., Robin Yount, Al Kaline. Tony Conigliaro was that kind of player, too, until he was beaned.
Posted by: Sherri | Tuesday, May 08, 2012 at 12:12 AM