...shocked and saddened over the untimely passing of Jose Lima last night.
Meanwhile, Laird a long fly ball to left and on the track to make the catch is Garret Anderson.
Always very awkward to pick a time to talk about the untimely death of a young player, and you get a first-ball hitter, so we apologize for that. Anyway, Jose Lima, thirty-seven years old, was here Friday night. He was saluted by the crowd, he took his cap off, and we were thrilled to see him. It was always Lima Time.
Jose shut out the Cardinals in a dramatic 2004 championship game, won twenty games for Houston. He had a great career, but to lose him at the age of thirty-seven was a shock indeed.
The one-oh pitch on the way to Danny Worth, ground ball to the hole, by the diving DeWitt into right field, base hit.
Well, as a little boy I always heard that death would come like a thief in the night. And for Jose Lima, he passed away in his sleep last night. He will be sorely missed, not just for his ability to play baseball. He was fun to be around. He lightened the mood, he made the moment so much nicer.
But, as we are all taught, no matter the age, in this particular case, it was Lima's time.
A bunt back to Kuroda....