Rotoworld wrote:Mike Piazza announced his retirement from baseball on Tuesday. Piazza hoped to play this year, but serious interest never materialized from a major league team. The future Hall of Famer ends his career with a .308/.377/.545 line, 427 homers and 1,335 RBI in 1,912 games over 16 seasons. He was named to 12 All-Star teams, he set the record for homers by a catcher and he twice led the NL in OPS+. His .362-40-124 season in 1997 was maybe the greatest offensive year ever for a catcher.
Imagine Bonds, Clemens, Sosa, Biggio and Piazza going into the HoF in the same year
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Tavish wrote:His press conference announcing that he wasn't gay was more eventful.
Belle and Sebastian want to know the same thing
Belle And Sebastian - Piazza, New York Catcher wrote:Elope with me Miss Private and we’ll sail around the world I will be your Ferdinand and you my wayward girl How many nights of talking in hotel rooms can you take? How many nights of limping round on pagan holidays? Oh elope with me in private and we’ll set something ablaze A trail for the devil to erase
San Francisco’s calling us, the Giants and Mets will play Piazza, New York catcher, are you straight or are you gay? We hung about the stadium, we’ve got no place to stay We hung about the tenderloin and tenderly you tell About the saddest ending of a book you ever had to read The statue’s crying too and well he may
I love you I’ve a drowning grip on your adoring face I love you my responsibility has found a place Beside you and strong warnings in the guise of gentle words Come wave upon me from the wider family net absurd “You’ll take care of her, I know it, you will do a better job” Maybe, but not what she deserves
Elope with me Miss Private and we’ll drink ourselves awake We’ll taste the coffee houses and award certificates A privy seal to keep the feel of 1960 style We’ll comment on the decor and we’ll help the passer by And at dusk when work is over we’ll continue the debate In a borrowed bedroom virginal and spare
The catcher hits for .318 and catches every day The pitcher puts religion first and rests on holidays He goes into cathedrals and lies prostrate on the floor He knows the drink affects his speed he’s praying for a doorway Back into the life he wants and the confession of the bench Life outside the diamond is a wrench
I wish that you were here with me to pass the dull weekend I know it wouldn’t come to love, my heroine pretend A lady stepping from the songs we love until this day You’d settle for an epitaph like “Walk Away, Renee” The sun upon the roof in winter will draw you out like a flower Meet you at the statue in an hour Meet you at the statue in an hour
Congrats on a great career Mike, and for some ridiculously clutch hitting while a member of the Mets. You may not have brought us a title, but you made us relevant again. I still wish you beat down Clemens after he punked you with that broken bat, but I am nit-picking ...
NYCBuckeye wrote:Congrats on a great career Mike, and for some ridiculously clutch hitting while a member of the Mets. You may not have brought us a title, but you made us relevant again. I still wish you beat down Clemens after he punked you with that broken bat, but I am nit-picking ...
This is the one moment from Piazza that sticks out to me more than any other - not charging the mound after Clemens threw a bat at him. Instead, Clemens stayed in and threw a gem and you could feel the wind leave the Mets sails. If he had charged the mound and been ejected along with Clemens, the result of the World Series might have been totally different.
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