I traded Rickey Henderson twice and brought him back more times than that. He was the best player I ever saw play.

He did it all—hit, hit for power, stole bases, and defended—and he did it with a flair that enthused his fans and infuriated his opponents. But everyone was amused by his personality, style, and third-person references to himself. He was unique in many ways.

Rickey stories are legion, legendary, and mostly true. But behind his reputation as self-absorbed was a wonderful, kind human being who loved kids. His true character became more evident over time.

Nine different teams, one unforgettable player.

Sandy gonna miss Rickey.