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Man, some of my fondest high school memories are of rushing home on the El to catch the last inning or two of those Cubbie weekday day games. It seemed like every time I'd get home for one of those games in 1998, Shooter was on the mound, somehow saving 51 games with a huge beer gut and that right arm dangling from his body before each pitch. I swear, the way he pitched almost every day that summer, I thought his arm was dangling 'cause it was about to fall off!
I also remember one of my favorite baseball quotes ever: when a reporter was questioning him over his, er, weight problem, he said something to the effect of, "You always hear about guys pulling a calf muscle or hamstring. You've never heard of a guy with pulled fat!"
RIP.
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