I don't know if I saw his first game or not. I know I saw the fifth game he pitched in the Majors; a 20 strike out masterpiece. That effort remains the most dominating pitching performance I have ever watched. I sat riveted to my television, Harry Caray and Steve Stone calling the pitches in awe.
I sat riveted again yesterday afternoon as Wood took the mound for the final time. He delivered a three pitch strikeout, a fitting bookend to a career marred by injury and over use.
I watched him take a tip of the cap to a roaring crowd. He walked to the dugout,, head held high. He was met by his young son at the top of the dugout steps. After a final curtain call Kerry Wood disappeared into the dugout and fond memory. I felt like crying.