Gary Carter was one of the class acts ever to put on a baseball uniform. I wasn’t even born when Gary was playing with the Mets, but I still feel his impact by the stories my Dad, Brother, and Sister tell of him and the type of player that he was. He meant so much, not by just his play on the field, but how he changed the lives of each of the players on the 1986 Mets roster. Without his leadership, we would not have won the World Series. There would be no wild pitch, or “It get’s through Buckner” without the clutch 2-out single the Kid hit to keep us in the game. The Kid is more of an Expo than a Met, but to me, he always looked the best wearing the orange and blue. I never got to see The Kid play, but man do I wish I was alive to watch him play. He retired in 1992, and I was born two years later. Cancer takes the wrong people, it took a family friend of mine who was such an incredible human being just one week ago, and now it takes a class act and from what I’ve seen, not just a great baseball player, but a genuine, kind person. It is a sad day, but we were all so lucky to have him play for our teams, and change our lives, giving all Met fans so much joy. You will surely be missed Kid, but not forgotten. RIP Gary Carter.
