Then there's Johnny Pesky, hit me countless number of ground balls and improved my fielding so much.

The owner of the New York Yankees, Mr. George Steinbrenner who I had the greatest respect for, I want to thank him for giving me the opportunity to win that special ring in 1996.

Humbled by the fact that never in a million years would I ever thought that I would be on the same stage with all these great Hall of Famers and enshrined to the National Baseball Hall of Fame.

Then there's Johnny Pesky, hit me countless number of ground balls and improved my fielding so much.

Looking back on those days and little leaguer, the Hall of Fame is not even a blinking star, but through baseball travels and moving up the ladder, that star begins to flicker.

I played the game one way. I gave it everything I had. It doesn't take any ability to hustle.

This journey started about 42 years ago in a little town of Brunswick, Georgia.