What sadness and tragedy for his parents to lose their young son after 23 hours of life. This is so difficult. To try and comprehend the emptiness is just not possible. I had those feelings rushing through my body as I bounced our new Grandson in my arms while watching the Tigers/A's on Saturday.
Last Saturday night, for 2/3's of an inning, Gerhig's father, Pat Neshak, returned to a mound that must have felt so foreign and so comforting, at the same time. He was overwhelmed with emotion, on the edge of tears, trying to do his job for himself, his wife, his team and, I expect, for Gerhig.
In the Bay Area, we truly are lucky to have a writer such as Bruce Jenkins. On Sunday, he wrote this amazing article on Pat Neshak's pitching in that game on Saturday and what it meant to his teammates and his manager, and how they rallied to support Pat and his wife.
Inside a "game," real life and real tragedy combine, and remarkable examples of courage and kindness get created. "There are many levels of triumph."
God bless Gerhig John Neshak
http://www.sfgate.com/athletic...was-more-3925799.php
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