24
Twenty-four years old. If you're that age or older, can you remember (roughly) what you were doing at that age?
Chances are, you were out of school relatively recently, working your first real job, making a little bit of money, and being an "adult" of sorts. But at that age, you're young. You're very young. More than likely, you have quite a life ahead of you. Time is heavily on your side.
While you and I were sleeping last night, Miami Marlins pitcher José Fernández was involved in a boating accident that took his life. He was 24 years old. I woke to that news as I was about to check my fantasy baseball team this morning, and the banner on Yahoo's page had this breaking news. And it stopped me cold in my tracks.
It really hit me. Just last night, I had read some blurb about how the New York Mets might have a tougher road ahead because the Marlins decided to give Fernández an extra day's rest (he was scheduled to pitch today against the Braves), and he would be scheduled to pitch Monday against the Mets instead. If you know just a tad about baseball, you'd know Fernández is an electric pitcher. The kid's an All-Star. He bounced back from Tommy John surgery, and is still a solid and phenomenal pitcher.
I didn't know how he was off the field, but reading about it, he was just full of life. Well-liked and respected in the community, and just an overall likable, fun-loving kid. But he's no longer here. Less than 24 hours ago, he was enjoying life. Not anymore.
This was such sad news. It's still incredibly sad. I can't even say much because it's just tragic.
Chances are, you were out of school relatively recently, working your first real job, making a little bit of money, and being an "adult" of sorts. But at that age, you're young. You're very young. More than likely, you have quite a life ahead of you. Time is heavily on your side.
While you and I were sleeping last night, Miami Marlins pitcher José Fernández was involved in a boating accident that took his life. He was 24 years old. I woke to that news as I was about to check my fantasy baseball team this morning, and the banner on Yahoo's page had this breaking news. And it stopped me cold in my tracks.
It really hit me. Just last night, I had read some blurb about how the New York Mets might have a tougher road ahead because the Marlins decided to give Fernández an extra day's rest (he was scheduled to pitch today against the Braves), and he would be scheduled to pitch Monday against the Mets instead. If you know just a tad about baseball, you'd know Fernández is an electric pitcher. The kid's an All-Star. He bounced back from Tommy John surgery, and is still a solid and phenomenal pitcher.
I didn't know how he was off the field, but reading about it, he was just full of life. Well-liked and respected in the community, and just an overall likable, fun-loving kid. But he's no longer here. Less than 24 hours ago, he was enjoying life. Not anymore.
This was such sad news. It's still incredibly sad. I can't even say much because it's just tragic.