from The Miami Herald:
"Shortly after turning in another impressive outing on Friday, Marlins reliever Clay Hensley returned to the clubhouse, checked the messages on his cellphone and went numb with the news that was awaiting him: the unexpected death of his father."
Man... I can't even imagine. It's stuff like this that puts baseball in perspective for me. The genuine sadness and sympathy I feel for the guy right now is gonna make me think twice before I rip into a player for not being who I think he should be. It's just so inconsequential in the big picture.