Wade Boggs was my favorite Red Sox player growing up. (I tried to emulate his batting stance in Little League to little effect). When he left and went to the MFY, I was pretty devastated. Then the Sox put Tim Naehring at the hot corner and I remember being really excited about him. I was puzzled when he fizzled out. Turns out he wasn't nearly as good as I thought.
Mike Greenwell.
When I was young, I remember asking my cousin and uncle what made a good baseball player. Like how could I tell if they were good by looking at the back of their baseball card.
They both told me “if their batting average is over .280, they’re good… if it’s .290, they are very good, if it’s over .300, they’re an all star…”
I asked if anyone ever hit .400, and they said Ted Williams, but no one ever hits .400… if someone hit .400, they’d be the best hitter ever.
Fast forward to 10 year old me finding Scott Cooper’s 1992 baseball card which showed his .457 batting average the year before.
Scott Cooper, in my mind, was going to be a fucking legend.