Bob Gibson dies at 84

RIP to one of the greatest competitors sports has ever known.

Very sad, he was the boyhood idol. Sad sad day. RIP Mr Gibson

RIP Gibby and thanks for the memories.
Especially 1968 and how you thrilled a certain 12 year old boy (me) that year with your greatest year ever in The Year of the Pitcher (1.12 ERA). If only Curt Flood hadn’t misjudged the fly ball in game 7, you’d have won 1968 WS game 7, having already done in in ’64 and ’67.
You were a joy to watch and the kingpin of those great 1960’s Cardinals teams.

My All Time Favorite – Thanks for the Memories and Thanks Bob Gibson for being you.. Sad Sad Day

The guy that put those strong mid-1960s Cardinals teams over the top. You just knew in those World Series if you could somehow win a non-Gibson game, you would win the series as he was not going to accept losing.

Game 7 of the ’68 Series was a revelation for this 15 year old. When the Cardinals actually lost with Gibson, I realized that nothing can be taken for granted.

I met Gibby several times over the last 15 years or so at sports collectors conventions. He seemed to mellow some, but still was not exactly outgoing or overly joyous. Stan would come out and serenade people with his harmonica before sitting down at an autograph table, all smiles and enjoying the atmosphere. Gibby was a bit like he was as a player, just come out, do what you are there to do, and be done with it.

The greatest pitcher in Cardinal history. Man, we are not yet over grieving Lou Brock. Tough time. George Harrison’s “All Things Must Pass” is floating through my head right now….”Sunrise doesn’t last all morning….”

The 1960’s Cardinals were such a joy to watch. Or to listen to (Harry Carey and Jack Buck). Two Championships and a near miss in 1968. Someone asked McCarver a few years ago how long it took him to get over losing the 1968 WS and McCarver said he still hadn’t.

I recall in 1967 Roberto Clemente broke Gibson’s leg with a line drive but he kept pitching until he collapsed. He had such a drive to succeed and you had to drag him off the mound. His innings pitched put todays pitchers to shame.

I hurried home from school to watch game seven of the 1968 World Series, only to see the Cardinals lose. I’ll always wonder what would have happened, that long ago fall afternoon, if Flood had caught Northrup’s fly ball with the score 0-0 in the late innings. I think Gibson would have eventually outlasted Lolich and the Cardinals would have won.

Such a great pitcher and a great Cardinal. It’s hard to believe he’s gone.