So, so sad.

It's not fair. You're not supposed to do this. The world is an emptier place, and it's all your fault.

But that's not what I wanted to say. What I want to say is: I hope there is rock'n'roll in heaven. And sci-fi books. And I hope there is baseball. Especially baseball. If there is baseball, I'm sure you're in the stands, following the action, cheering on the players, and having a grand old time.

And I also want to say that I'll miss you. I'll miss reading your weekly sports report for the Post. And I'll miss your witty and pointed commentary about the meaning of lif and other modern conundrums.

Did you remember to take your towel?

To paraphrase neil young "keep on rockin' in the hereafter!" And save me a seat at the game...