Ted Williams, 1918-2002
Legendary Red Sox Hall of Famer Ted Williams, the last baseball player to hit above .400, has died. Share your thoughts about The Kid.
Farewell to the greatest hitter who ever lived. We used to go to Yankee stadium early just to see him at batting practice. In addition to being a great ball player, he was a true hero, serving his Country in two wars. CMSGT Karl Hammerdorfer USAF Retired and Yankee Fan
Karl Hammerdorfer, Lake Ridge Va
We could almost reach out and touch him in those giddy 1940's days, days without wars, nights when we were young, screaming and lusting for life, packed into that tight little bleacher corner, fans there then, not TV cameras as of now, in awe that a god was but scant yards away and would soon be in flight loping toward us to snag a fly from the sky. The sun has gone down the sky taking the Splendid Splinter with it. But though Death has taken our Teddy, those sweet memories he cannot take.
Paul E, McArdle, Wilmington, NC
As a child in Philly, my father would take me from Philly to NY Yankee Stadium every summer to see the Yankees play Boston. I've witnessed Ted Williams play on many occasion.... my father passed away in 1990... another part of me passed away today. At least now my father will have a chance to meet his hero in baseball and in life.
Ted Williams was a true hero in every sense of the word. He was a model for all baseball players to follow. He worked at his game and became the greatest hitter of the modern era. His memory and his thoughts on hitting should live on forever
Dave Holland, Charlottetown, PEI
When I was a kid I had three heroes: Superman, Elvis and Ted Williams. Out of the three, I wanted to BE Ted Williams. Only I was right handed and couldn't hit - Ted was left handed and, boy, could he hit! Rest in peace.
Ken, Scranton KS
Ted gave us memories that will live forever and made us proud. We can only hope for more like him. He is a great American hero! Thanks Ted!
Jeff , North Hills, CA
Without a second of hesitation, I walked out to my seaside and very public flagpole and lowered her to 1/2 mast.
I grew up in Boston in the fifties and consider myself very lucky to have seen Ted in person many times. When Williams stepped to the plate you just expected great things. He was my first hero in life and always remained my greatest hero. He was a truly great man. Tears and prayers today for Ted Williams.
Rich, New Hampshire
It was the summer of 1958. I was seven years old. My first visit to Fenway Park. My Dad bought me peanuts from a vendor just outside the gates. I'd never eaten shelled peanuts before. We entered the cavernous dark. There were stands selling souvenirs. Penants were a big item. I had to go to the bathroom. The bathrooms smelled really bad. Ancient urine and smoke. Done with that, we kept walking. Walking. Finally, we're walking up a tunnel. I see light at the top. And then ... We're out in the beautiful sunlight. My eyes overflow. There, in front of me, is the greenest grass, the brownest dirt, the whitest uniforms I've ever seen. And leaning on a bat, to the right of home plate: number 9. Ted Williams. I'm in heaven, and my hero's in the house. One little boy's spirit soars, on the wings of a giant. Thanks Ted, and God Bless You.
Stanley , Hornbrook, CA
he always giving credit to everyone else as a hitter. when he was the best ever. hands down, end of discussion. he would hit .400 every year if he played in todays game
brian, south boston, ma