A Big Night in Baseball

Craig Biggio got 5 hits tonight, including hit number 3,000. My favorite part of this story, though, is that the man doesn't rest on his laurels. For his 3,000th hit he knocked a grounder into centerfield, and he was called out at second when he tried to stretch the hit into a double. God bless him for that.

The news of Biggio's 3,000th hit might overshadow the news of Frank Thomas' 500th home run, which is, statistically speaking, a greater feat. Biggio is the 27th player to get 3,000 hits; Thomas is the 21st to get 500 home runs. Hurray for both of them.

I started to tear up when Biggio brought his old teammate Jeff Bagwell on to the field with him. But then I remembered that there's no crying in baseball.

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