I want to send my condolences out to the family of Nick Adenhart… any death in these circumstances is a waste.
Unfortunately, it brought me back to a tough day that I spent a couple of years ago when a good friend, St. Louis Cardinals pitcher Josh Hancock, died in an automobile accident.
Now, I know the circumstances were different, but the level of “waste” that a friend feels is just about the same.
Josh pitched in Trenton when I was the broadcaster there and, lucky for me, was the one that in a round-about way introduced me to my wife. He always like to have a good time. And he earned his nickname (those who know him know what I speak of).
I was getting ready for a game in Harrisburg one Sunday morning when the report of Josh’s death came across the wire. I have always tried to conceal my emotions, but not in this case. I had lost a good friend.
I remember him being so happy that his dad flew up from Mississippi to see him pitch his big league debut in Chicago against the White Sox. And I remember him pitching for the Phillies and going out with him afterwards to grab a beer. And him also being a part of the ceremonies to commemorate the last game at Veterans Stadium.
Self-inflicted or inflicted by someone else… any death of someone who has a lot ahead of them is just a waste.
I knew that I would have to write about this at some point. I had hoped, though, it wouldn’t have been so soon.
God Bless to Nick Adenhart’s family and friends.