Ichiro only played two seasons for the Yankees and was way past his prime, but I absolutely loved him as a Yankee.
I've only ever had one Yankees shirt, and it's this one:
He was a total pro, and I'd never realized he had a sense of humor before he was buddies with Jeter. But it's taken my re-watching Jen Burns' Tenth Inning, the addendum to his stupendous Baseball series, to remember exactly how fucking wonderful he was to watch. He could do it all - hit for average, pop one out when he wanted, run the bases perfectly, steal bases and had an absolute CANNON in right field. He came into the league right as baseball decided to be a home run or strike out league, and it's a shame everybody chose to play that way instead of the Ichiro way, because the Ichiro way is so much more entertaining to watch.
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