I hardly even know where to begin. A lot of me feels that words aren’t exactly necessary right now, but that just won’t do. Something has to be said.
If you asked me about all the ways Mariano Rivera, a man who defied injury and age, could possibly get hurt, this incident wouldn’t have been anywhere close to my list. A shoulder or an elbow pop, sure, those things happen, even to the best. Maybe he planted wrong. Maybe he got hit with a line drive. Maybe he twisted something going to cover a base. But this? What are the chances?
Regardless, I don’t think this is the last of Mariano. He’s always been adamant about going out on his own terms, and I hope that rings true. Mo the player, Mo the person, Mo the icon, should not go out like this. He should go out to thundering applause on a mound after saving a game.
Selfishly, I can’t help but think this is all my fault. Why? Because I’ve written not one, not two, but three articles about what the Yankees would/could/should do without Mariano Rivera. Well, now we’re going to find out. On the field, the Yankees are obviously well equipped to handle this situation, I just didn’t think they’d have to be yet. We already miss you and will continue to do so with every pitch thrown by someone who isn’t you.