This is the story of Josh Hamilton.
It may not be pretty, but it is one of the best in history.
The last, true, and pure moment at the Old Yankee Stadium belonged not to Derek Jeter, Yogi Berra, or Alex Rodriguez, but to a former crack addict. A former drunkard. A man who took character and screwed it up completely. A man of pure faith.
A man who was ironically inspired by Jesus Christ. Fell from it. And got it back better than ever before.
A man who admits that he still gets the urge to use crack again. But reads a Bible verse with his manager Jerry Narron instead. Who wakes up in a cold sweat from time to time because of a crack nightmare, but crawls into bed with his grandmother, instead.
He admits he has problems, but he uses Jesus Christ as a backbone. And that's why he's a hero in my book.
You may disagree, but this is one of the best stories in MLB history. Going from a No. 1 draft pick to getting banned from baseball, and eight stints at rehab later, he's back on top.
The amazing Josh Hamilton.