
Left elbow cocked high. Bat poised at a menacing angle, then waggling back and forth, hands tight against his body as the pitcher delivers.
Yes. I remember that stance. What a beautiful thing. Griffey leaving was my American Pie. That was the day the music died. Three days now until Griffey returns. My tickets are on the third base side. Yes, I will bawl my eyes out. Pre-game ceremony begins at 6:30.
"Just because he's been in Cincinnati for six or seven years, his popularity shouldn't wane at all. He's a Mariner," says Lou Piniella, who managed Griffey in Seattle.
Amen Lou.
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