Rapid Robert

Hello, friends! It is I, Ryan Spilborghs' Beard! Alas, I have not returned from the depths of the universe with good news. Although I do intend to touch base very soon with some thoughts about the Rockies' offseason moves, I'm afraid today's update is a sad reminder of how rarely sports heroes and true heroes intersect, and how few of those rare people we have left among us.



Bob Feller, 92, moved to hospice care.

Thank you, Bob Feller. At age 17, you struck out 17 batters in a single game. You won 20 games in a season before your 21st birthday. You struck out 348 batters in a single season. You could throw a baseball faster than a speeding motorcycle. Oh, and on December 8, 1941, practically before FDR had breathed the words "live in infamy," you had abandoned perhaps the most promising pitching career in baseball history and had signed up for service in the US Navy, where you won eight battle stars before you returned to baseball and a grateful country.



May your final days be comfortable, and filled with love and joy.