Milt Bolling: 1930 - 2013

 

"Playing against him, you didn't play any differently. I remember I slid into second base trying to steal and he tagged me out. After the game, when he was in my town I'd take him out to dinner, and when he was in town, he'd take me out and I saw him after the game and his hand was bandaged. So I said, 'What happened to you?' And he said, 'Well you spiked me, you son of a gun!'" - brother and fellow major-leaguer, Frank Bolling

RIP