"I do not have any exciting stories regarding baseball cards. I used to collect them as a kid, but stopped around middle school. My favorite player growing up was Ken Griffey Jr. I used to have a binder full of his cards, as well as posters, autographs, and other memorabilia. I do have a few interactions with him that stick out to me.
Griffey
was on the tail end of his career just as mine was starting up. I
played against him in 2008 when he was with the White Sox and later in
2009 when he returned to the Mariners. When you're in the MLB as a
player and you would like to get an autograph, it is customary to send
the items over through the clubhouse manager. They then return the items
back in your locker after they've been signed. In 2008, I sent over a
Griffey White Sox jersey and 2 baseballs.
I
had informed my teammate, Curtis Granderson, that I was a huge Griffey
fan. As we finished up in the batting cages before one of our games,
Griffey walked in. I hadn't been nervous meeting any other players I
grew up watching. Not Derek Jeter, Gary Sheffield, or anyone else, but
this was Ken Griffey Jr. Curtis turned to him and said, "Ken, I'd like
to introduce you to Jeff Larish. He's a big fan." He then replied, "Oh,
you're the one that sent over all the stuff." All I could do was look at
him dumbfounded and say, "Yeah, sorry about that." He then laughed and
told me it wasn't a problem.
When I got the
jersey and ball back, I was kicking myself because I really wanted to
get a Griffey Mariners jersey and I didn't think to get that one too
since he was playing for the White Sox at the time. Fortunately, I got
to play against him again when he returned to the Mariners in 2009. When
I asked the Seattle clubhouse manager if I could send a jersey over to
have Griffey sign it, he told me that he changed his autograph policy.
He now required anyone to go personally ask him if it was OK to send
stuff over.
After the last encounter with him,
I was even more nervous than before. I mean, he already called me out
for sending stuff over last year, now I have to go ask him face-to-face?
I went out to the dugout while they were hitting batting practice. As I
waited for batting practice to finish up, I was having this inner
struggle to muster up the courage to go ask him. I kept telling myself
that this may be your only opportunity. It seemed like an eternity for
BP to end. As it finished up, I made my way out of the dugout over to
him. The whole time I was walking, I was trying to figure out how to
address him. Do I call him Ken or Mr. Griffey? To this day, I don't
remember how I addressed him. All I know is I was able to ask him to
sign the jersey despite how extremely nervous I was.
I
was fortunate to play with and against a lot of great players. Many of
them All-Stars and a few of them current and future Hall of Famers, but
the only player I was ever nervous to talk to was Ken Griffey Jr. It's
amazing to think back to how much I admired him as a kid and then I got
the opportunity to meet and play against him in the major leagues."
Thanks!
That's a really great story. Thanks for sharing!
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ReplyDeleteVery cool story of meeting the Kid!
ReplyDeleteYou've had some really good stories on here before, but this one is by far my favorite.
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