Yankees give Mariano Rivera a tearful moment to cherish |
Yankees give Mariano Rivera a tearful moment to cherish |
Yankees give Mariano Rivera a tearful moment to cherish |
Yankees give Mariano Rivera a tearful moment to cherish |
Yankees give Mariano Rivera a tearful moment to cherish |
Yankees give Mariano Rivera a tearful moment to cherish |
Yankees give Mariano Rivera a tearful moment to cherish
NEW YORK – The best gift of Mariano Rivera's farewell tour is something he cannot touch. It is the joy of a surprise and the emotion of friendship and the indelibility of a memory and all of the saccharine stuff that belongs on a Hallmark card. Cynicism defines modern sports, and that is all well and good so long as it can find a counterbalance in the tears of a man overwhelmed by happiness fighting sadness.
Perfection was the seed of an idea in the head of New York Yankees manager Joe Girardi. It was an umpiring crew that germinated it. It was Derek Jeter and Andy Pettitte ascending the dugout steps at Yankee Stadium. It was the smile when Rivera saw them. And it was what came after, a scene not done justice by a picture or a video or words or any of the things that will try to capture it. The man whose job entails composure above everything lost it. After 19 years of dead-eyed stoicism, Mariano Rivera let down his guard and took one minute to cry his eyes out.
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What happened Thursday night, the final one in which Rivera will take the mound in the city that grew to revere him, means so much more than the paintings and cowboy boots and chairs made of broken bats with which other teams feted him as he hit ballparks across the country this summer. They were trying to pay homage to the greatest closer in history, his 652 saves and a fistful of World Series rings attesting as much, and to a great man, his humility and actions doing the same. Eventually, those gestures will collect dust somewhere. This one is forever pristine.
"It was amazing," Rivera said. "It was amazing."
Mariano Rivera cried as he left the mound for the final time at Yankee Stadium. (AP)
Rivera would jog in from the bullpen in the eighth inning, "Enter Sandman" straining one final time through the Yankee Stadium speakers, to fix the mess rookie Dellin Betances left him. He would do it because that's what he does. And then he would return for the ninth, induce a comebacker and a pop-up, and stare back in at catcher J.R. Murphy. There was one more out to get, and any closer who takes his mind off that isn't worth much of a damn, even if his team is down 4-0 and his appearance is more ceremonial than anything.
The ovation came almost instantaneously. Jeter and Pettitte emerged from the dugout, and Rivera was oblivious until they were about 75 feet from him. The dimple in his left cheek flared. In between the eighth and ninth innings, Rivera had retreated to the trainers' room to keep his arm warm, and the gravity of this night, of coming to terms with his final moment of consequence at Yankee Stadium nigh, bombarded him – "All the flashbacks," he said, "from the minor leagues to the big leagues all the way to this moment."
So this. This. His tear ducts could not withstand this. He handed the ball to Pettitte, lurched into him and wept. Pettitte let go of his hug, as if to give Rivera permission to move over to Jeter, only to see Rivera squeeze harder. Five seconds yielded to 10, which carried over to 20, which continued onto 30. And after half a minute of burying his head in Pettitte's shoulder, Rivera did the same with Jeter. This, he was saying. Thank you for this.
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