Probably the best appreciation thread we've had on this site since Frank left. I have words.. but I can't type them all like Q did so it's like I have none anyway. Mark.. you will be very missed.

Mark is the 4th player to hold the distinction of my favorite current Sox player, following Harold Baines, Carlton Fisk, and Frank Thomas. I guess Paulie's next on the list if he's not traded before Opening Day.

I doubt it. He'll probably talk about it every year, and then sign another contract at the end of this one. The new Brett Favre

 

My sentiments , exactly.

 

Josh Johnson is the ace of that staff in Miami and Anibel Sanchez is the #2. Looks like Mark will have to compete with Ricky Nolasco for #3 in that rotation. That's is a lot of money for a #3.

 

Miss him already Maybe they'll let him tarp slide down there.

 

The roof is retractable. No rainouts.

 

Buehrle >> Wood

To one of my favorite players of all time, thanks for everything you've done for the Sox in the past 12 years.

 

To Mark

Pretty much everything to be said, has been said. Thanks Mark, for everything. Just won't feel right without you on the team.

 

My sentiments , exactly.

 

Josh Johnson is the ace of that staff in Miami and Anibel Sanchez is the #2. Looks like Mark will have to compete with Ricky Nolasco for #3 in that rotation. That's is a lot of money for a #3.

 

Have you seen Mark's interleague numbers? He'll be a STRONG number two starter for that club.

Now that I'm a bit more level headed.

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For the past eleven years, there were a few constants in my life. Seeing the same friends, coming to the same home, and Mark Buehrle taking the ball every fifth game during baseball season. Now I'm at college, but I still had Buehrle. Now that's gone. Buehrle was like a friend that you never really knew, he was reliable, a great person, and you loved him. When some friends and I were at Blockbuster, we got in the car...I was wearing my Mark Buehrle shirt (during baseball season I only wore it every day he started a game and no others) and I heard Farmio say "Mark Buehrle has retired all twelve batters he's faced." Ok, four innings of perfect ball is nothing to get excited about...but I did. I sped home to turn on the game. DeWayne Wise catching that ball released the most unbridled emotion in me that I've ever really had, including out 27 of Game 4. I watch that play now and it isn't the same. It's over in like three seconds. Not three hours.

 

Mark was more than a baseball player to me. He was an inspiration...honestly, I kept trying at making my high school baseball team, where I knew I had no place, because Mark made it off hard work, not talent. Every day he pitched, right under my jersey was my now tattered Mark Buehrle t-shirt, because honestly, the guy is the only celebrity "hero" I ever had, him and Paulie. But Buehrle wasn't a highly touted prospect. He was kid who didn't make his HS team, pitched in JC with OK stuff, but made it to the big leagues and was a great human being.

 

I could wax poetic about Buehrle for paragraphs, but it's pointless as he's gone to the home of the Hollywood Heat and the second running of the Oz Show. Where LeBron and Co. have a pre-season celebration, where Ozzie and Loria try to be flashy, where the 72 Dolphins b**** and moan every year...the Patron Saint of the Southside has no place in South Beach, yet there he is.

 

I'm wearing my Buehrle shirt one last time tomorrow, then the shirt I've worn more than any other will be retired until Buehrle rejoins the Sox or retires himself.

 

Mark

 

Couldn't have said it better myself. An extremely sad day for this fan. My favorite Sox player ever. Who ever did more to get guys out with the stuff between his ears, instead of god-given talent? Noone was like this guy - absolutely unique.

 

I'll truly miss Hawk uttering the phrase "Vintage Buehrle". To me, that meant one run allowed on 11 hits (all singles) thru 8 innings, with a pickoff and three or four DP groundballs.

I'm in tears right now. Sorry, Q. But you must persevere. You must go on. In fact, here's something I want you to listen to whenever you think of Mark.

 

 

f*** you J4L. I hate that song.

 

 

But seriously, this move made me epicly sad and my Buehrle shirt, well that s*** was true. Thing is falling apart now I've worn it so damn much. Only comparison is my Paulie one, but it doesn't have holes and is slightly less tattered.

I wonder if the Marlins fans can spell his name yet?

I wonder if the Marlins fans can spell his name yet?

 

Took me about 4 years. And I still misspell it when I'm intoxicated.

I wonder if the Marlins fans can spell his name yet?

 

All 12 of them?

Good luck, been a good ride.

 

 

I just hope he has a bunch more successful seasons so he can enter the HOF at the age of 92 with a Sox cap on

 

 

Now that I'm a bit more level headed.

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For the past eleven years, there were a few constants in my life. Seeing the same friends, coming to the same home, and Mark Buehrle taking the ball every fifth game during baseball season. Now I'm at college, but I still had Buehrle. Now that's gone. Buehrle was like a friend that you never really knew, he was reliable, a great person, and you loved him. When some friends and I were at Blockbuster, we got in the car...I was wearing my Mark Buehrle shirt (during baseball season I only wore it every day he started a game and no others) and I heard Farmio say "Mark Buehrle has retired all twelve batters he's faced." Ok, four innings of perfect ball is nothing to get excited about...but I did. I sped home to turn on the game. DeWayne Wise catching that ball released the most unbridled emotion in me that I've ever really had, including out 27 of Game 4. I watch that play now and it isn't the same. It's over in like three seconds. Not three hours.

 

Mark was more than a baseball player to me. He was an inspiration...honestly, I kept trying at making my high school baseball team, where I knew I had no place, because Mark made it off hard work, not talent. Every day he pitched, right under my jersey was my now tattered Mark Buehrle t-shirt, because honestly, the guy is the only celebrity "hero" I ever had, him and Paulie. But Buehrle wasn't a highly touted prospect. He was kid who didn't make his HS team, pitched in JC with OK stuff, but made it to the big leagues and was a great human being.

 

I could wax poetic about Buehrle for paragraphs, but it's pointless as he's gone to the home of the Hollywood Heat and the second running of the Oz Show. Where LeBron and Co. have a pre-season celebration, where Ozzie and Loria try to be flashy, where the 72 Dolphins b**** and moan every year...the Patron Saint of the Southside has no place in South Beach, yet there he is.

 

I'm wearing my Buehrle shirt one last time tomorrow, then the shirt I've worn more than any other will be retired until Buehrle rejoins the Sox or retires himself.

 

Mark

 

Great posts, the short ones and long ones.

I'm still speechless he's gone so I'll second Badger's post.