Puckett was my freaking hero growing up, man, 1991, I was 6 and a half years old, I was about 2 years into my total Twins fandom/obsession. Some of my very first memories are driving up from Nebraska to KC with my family, staying in the Twins hotel (back when you could do that) and watching them play (and meeting a few of the players form time to time) heaven on earth for a 5/6 year old boy growing up loving baseball. in 91, at 6 and a half my Dad got a chance to buy a pair of tickets to game 7 through his brother in law at the time, my Dad spent a good amount of cash on those two tickets, and instead of taking my Mom or a friend, who choose to take me instead (with my Mother's blessing of course). We drove up half way during game 6 to stay at a families friend, I believe it was Sioux Falls. They happened to be Braves fans, I will never forget knowing the Twins just had to/would for sure win the game, after all they needed to win it for me to see them in game 7 live! As we all know, Puck had, what is likely the greatest single game in the history of Minnesota Sports. We celebrated, drove up to Minneapolis the next morning, got to the Dome about 3 hours early and the rest is history. Game 7! Puckett wasn't the hero that game, but it didn't matter. That still goes down as the greatest day of my life up until now. Kirby and the Twins didn't win another world series again (or come close during his era) I finally met him the year he got injured (in that same KC hotel we went to every year....my Dad and Mom met him in an elevator years earlier, but were so star struck to even get out more then a couple words or ask for an autograph) He wasn't playing, I was on the early end of being a teenager, but God Damn if that wasn't one of the coolest moments of my life, meeting my childhood hero/idol. You can't ignore the other side of Kirby that came out after his playing career. I will never forget it, I read the article by Deford online when it came out, it really, really, really hit me hard, my hero suddenly was turned into a sex crazed (looking back this was a stupid angle of his article), adulterer and a Woman beater. This was a tough pill to swallow. I had a tennis tournament that evening and lost 6-0, 6-1 to get bounced in the first round, when I walked off my Dad mentioned that Kirby was on the front page of SI and that I shouldn't read it, of course I already had. It was tough to read it, maybe I was a bit naive at the time (most 17 year olds are I imagine) but that whole thing hit me like a punch to the gut. Now, my thoughts towards Puck are mixed, man, what a joy it was to watch him play, he gave us all a lot of amazing years as Minnesota/Twins fans. But I would be lying if I said I wasn't a little pissed at Puck for not being the great human/hero we all thought he was, maybe that's unfair as all of us are flawed, but still....some of his accusations etc are pretty unforgivable, especially now as I am older. I'm not sure how to feel about this all as a whole, I think we can separate our love for Puck as the player, and Puck the person (especially post playing days) Either way, in my experience, and especially in my memories with my pops (we are die hard Twins fans to this day) I must admit that my memories re: Puck involved are a ton more good than bad. I just wish he could have ended up close to as good as a person as a ballplayer. Oh well, that isn't the case and we have to deal with that. I guess what we can do from here on out is not try to make his same mistakes. Anyways, I'm sure that's a long rambling mess above, just good to talk about Puck and how awesome he was, and what we can learn from him.