Just heard that. He was a good pitcher....RIP
Mark Fidrych, a Northborough native whose aw-shucks charm and on-the-mound antics helped make him a national phenomenon as a Detroit Tigers rookie pitcher in 1976, was killed in an accident in his hometown this afternoon while working on his pickup truck. He was 54.
Fidrych, who won 19 games as a rookie before injuries derailed his career, was found dead on his 107-acre farm this afternoon, according to the office of Worcester District Attorney Joseph D. Early Jr. Fidrych was found by a family friend underneath his truck at about 2:30 p.m.
Ex-big leaguer Mark The Bird Fidrych dead at 54 - USATODAY.com
Last edited by Jarhed; 04-13-2009 at 04:26 PM.


Just heard that. He was a good pitcher....RIP
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107 acre farm. That's a big farm. RIP.
Don't go around saying the world owes you a living. The world owes you nothing. It was here first.
Mark Twain

Wow, I can remember when he first came up.
One of the few opposing pitchers I actually watch pitch, he was very entertaining and before he blew out his arm had good stuff.
Sad.


It's a lot of fence to maintain, I can tell you that. My grandfather had a 100 acre ranch in Texas and in the summer I would stay with him for a week or two and he would utilize my youthful stamina by having me ride the fence on horseback, mark with red ribbon and then go back and fix it. It was amazing how many posts would rot or nails would fall out in one year.......
Coarse edged youth, the irish pendants string from their smiles
not yet plucked as to slacken the seams
and drag down the features of age,
no folds or creases from unkempt wear
eyes of tranquilty, crystalline-beads
no sign of despair in their hair, nor their hearts
but oh they have yet to be experienced and that makes aging so very worth it...ML circa2012
Always sad to hear of someone passing! RIP
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