Harmon Killebrew enters hospice after brutal fight w/ cancer
Posted: Sun May 15, 2011 8:46 am
Harmon Killebrew, my favorite Washington athlete and probably CT's favorite also, has announced that he has decided to seek no further treatment for cancer and has entered a hospice.
Harmon did not play for the Redskins, but if you were a kid in the '50s, he was a hero so big that he stood above baseball and football.
One of the kindest, most humble people you could find, I saw him at an autographing and general purpose "look at him" appearance at PG Plaza in 1959. Harmon stood there, all muscle in his ban-lon shirt and cream-colored sports coat, appearing as if he was amazed that all of us thought he was a hero.
Which he was. All it took was a day at Griffith Stadium, and the sound of Harmon Killebrew hitting a cannon-blast high up the bleachers in left, and then we knew that we were lucky enough to see a guy who would become a Hall of Famer. Killebrew hit no accidental HRs, no wind-carried pop-flies, no cheapies into the short-stands of modern HR-friendly ball-parks. Every time he hit the ball solidly it was a drive.
This should be moved to some other place, but most people pass through WR Football, and everyone should stop and realize that we had an awesome and quietly bashful all-time power hitter from '54 - 1960. Our very own.
Harmon did not play for the Redskins, but if you were a kid in the '50s, he was a hero so big that he stood above baseball and football.
One of the kindest, most humble people you could find, I saw him at an autographing and general purpose "look at him" appearance at PG Plaza in 1959. Harmon stood there, all muscle in his ban-lon shirt and cream-colored sports coat, appearing as if he was amazed that all of us thought he was a hero.
Which he was. All it took was a day at Griffith Stadium, and the sound of Harmon Killebrew hitting a cannon-blast high up the bleachers in left, and then we knew that we were lucky enough to see a guy who would become a Hall of Famer. Killebrew hit no accidental HRs, no wind-carried pop-flies, no cheapies into the short-stands of modern HR-friendly ball-parks. Every time he hit the ball solidly it was a drive.
This should be moved to some other place, but most people pass through WR Football, and everyone should stop and realize that we had an awesome and quietly bashful all-time power hitter from '54 - 1960. Our very own.