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Awwww. Some of the best baseball of my life. I had the centerfield cheap seats, laughing with and yelling at Kirby to back up so we'd have a place to rest our beer cups on his ample bum. Always playing his heart out. He could turn a game- with a gravity defying catch, a gutsy at bat, just working the bases. Two amazing world series. I can still see him churning around the bases on those legs, bumpin bellies with Al Newman, and that beaming smile.
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