On Monday, I’ll be at a funeral for a friend and a Cleveland baseball fan.
My friend, Rick, was an incredibly special person: An amazing husband, an incredible dad, an irreplaceable grandfather, and the kind of friend who makes you smile just knowing they are in your life. He was also a Cleveland baseball fan his whole life, 68 years, ended too early by the scourge of cancer.
Since this is a baseball blog, I’ll keep my reflections focused there. Rick and I shared a love of baseball, with him agreeing with me that the game is the most pure sport on the planet.