Kirby Puckett's descent into ill repute and his early demise were the stuff of deep tragedy. He rose from humble roots, performed acts of staggering baseball virtuosity, then was felled by fate (in the form of glaucoma) and subsequently brought low by the failings of his character. Those of us who didn't know him, but thought we cared about him, yearned for insight, some bridge across the chasm between what Kirby was and what he wanted us to... More >>>