Roy Halladay’s no-hitter is still percolating inside me, resonating in many different ways. Here’s just a sample:
This magical year for Halladay has come 15 years after he was drafted. I can still clearly remember Halladay, in his second major-league start in 1998, coming within an out of a no-hitter (that would have been a perfect game if not for a Toronto error).
Two years later, in 2000, he pitched 67 2/3 innings and gave up 80 runs.
By the end of the decade, Halladay was long established as an elite pitcher, but from a team standpoint, it was all for naught. Not a single postseason appearance, and no guarantee at age 32 that one would ever come.
Today, he is on top of the baseball world.
Tomorrow – who knows?
And the funniest thing about this roller-coaster ride? If you’re anything like me, you feel like you go through these kinds of ups and downs on an hourly basis.
Don’t get too high or too low is the advice. But sometimes I just wonder, how can you not? I’m not made of stone, man.
Congrats again to Halladay …