I was 12 years old in the summer of 1998. Sammy was my favorite player as a kid. Everything about him seemed perfect. His physique. His charisma. His attitude. I remember as a kid watching Sammy and thinking no other player in baseball seemed more upset after a strikeout than him. The way he would slowly walk back to the dugout with his head down looking depressed reminded me of Charlie Brown, which made me like him even more.
I loved the Cubs as much as any kid who grew up on Chicago’s north side would, but 1998 drove me even deeper. I was sad that McGwire got to 62 before Sammy did, but I remember watching that game and thinking how incredible it was that both men could celebrate the accomplishments of the other on the same field. After that season I started stocking up on Cubs paraphernalia. Books. Baseball cards. VHS tapes chronicling the home run chase. I also bought a cheap Sosa jersey, which I wore with pride to just about every game I went to.
My fading opinions of Sosa coincided with his fading skills at the plate. By the time of the corked bat incident, reports of his refusal to hit lower in the lineup, accusations of steroids, and skipping out early on the final day of the season, I had kicked Sosa to the curb like an old piece of furniture. I ate up all anti-Sosa garbage that was being spewed because I was too young, stupid, and lazy to form opinions of my own.
After the Cubs traded Sosa I took a sharpie to his jersey, put a big X through his name, and scribbled “Burnitz” on it. I wore it to Wrigley and always got laughs and high fives.
I recently moved out of my parents house, and while boxing up books and miscellaneous items I stumbled across a lot of my old Cubs gear from 1998. Its only been 11 years but I’ve forgotten so much of that season, and honestly, I don’t know why. I can easily say it was the most fun I’ve ever had watching baseball before or since.
I saw the announcement of his retirement today and it made me genuinely sad. I can’t even bring myself to take a glance at the threads at BCB. Not only because I don’t want to read what those lemmings have to say about him, but because I know that not long ago I WAS one of those lemmings when it came to Sammy, and I’d rather not remind myself.
I’ve really enjoyed seeing everyone’s thoughts and memories of Sammy posted here. It’s really brought me back to those times. I’ve read every word.
I still have the “Burnitz” jersey. It hangs in my new closet, and as much as I’d like to I don’t plan on throwing it away. It serves as a symbolic reminder to never again allow fabricated anger to erase incredible memories, not only in something as trivial as sports but throughout life.


1. MB21 (view all comments) — Jun 04, 2009 @ 04:09 PM
I felt the same way after Sosa walked out initially, gbts. The Cubs and Tribune did a hell of a job getting people to dislike Sosa. I realized not long after that it was ridiculous and that he was a great player with the Cubs. I actually think this might be the best example of any team or owner brainwashing a fan base. It was remarkable how effective it was it’s even more amazing that so few have take the time to think for themselves.