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  <title>Gary Sheffield's</title>
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  <updated>2008-01-23T18:53:24.2387398-08:00</updated>
  <author>
    <name>Gary Sheffield</name>
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    <title>I'M ABOUT TO BE A DAD…AGAIN!</title>
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      My wife is getting irritated with me and about to have the baby and so I came back
      to New York and now…. I am in prison waiting on her to have this baby! I can't go
      no where! It's in house and in training! So if you're thinking about seeing me…you
      are not going to see me. Just out there in the backyard playing with the kids, being
      a daddy and waiting on Mama to have the third one. That's it.
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    <title>MY FIRST TRIP TO CHINA</title>
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    <published>2008-01-18T18:52:53.198-08:00</published>
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      I went to China and to Hong Kong. It was my first time in China. I went into the lowest
      of the low, the poorest of the poor areas of China. The crazy part about it was that
      they knew who I was. The way the fans received me it was like I was a king over there.
      It was something that I didn't expect. I went to Hong Kong and shopped and went to
      the Peninsula. They have a restaurant at the top where you can see all of China and
      they told me to go to the bathroom. So I go to the bathroom and when you go to the
      stall, they call it "pissing on China" because as you're standing there you're overlooking
      all of China! It's almost as if you're about to fall over into China. I was there
      about 8 days and I got to experience a lot. I grew to like the food. They had this
      beef that's better than Kobe that is $100 a bite! It was unbelievable. I wasn't paying
      for it so I took about 10 bites! I ate that every day!
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    <title>Thank you</title>
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    <published>2007-11-06T19:24:49.187-08:00</published>
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      I would like to thank the fans in Detroit for understanding my injury and being supportive
      of me as well as the Tigers. Everybody thought that I was hurt. When my teammates
      found out that I was injured, I had a lot of guys on the team coming up to me saying
      just my presence alone being in the lineup helped the team, so it was hard to pull
      myself out of the lineup. I did it for my teammates.
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      When I look back at the whole situation, I felt like the most important people to
      me are my teammates and the fans. I'll be in good health come April 1st. I came to
      the Tigers to help get the team to the World Series and win. We were on our way.
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        <div class="itemTitleStyle">The day of my injury
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      July 21st kind of changed everything for me personally. I had just got in the swing
      of things and got my stroke. I was feeling confident in the team and in myself. As
      I swung the bat, my body wouldn't allow me to follow through with my swing or get
      full extension. I got two cortisone shots and was on my way to getting a third one,
      but it didn't help the pain. I knew I was injured. I got in a situation where we were
      three games up in first place. We pretty much had the best record in baseball. I felt
      like my presence alone and how good was would get us through. But I gotta give Cleveland
      a lot of credit. Those guys are a great ball club. They deserve to be where their
      at. They hung in there and stayed with it. But unfortunately, we had the injury bug
      through our whole pitching staff including middle relief. We lost key guys. With me
      being the guy they brought over to get the team over the hump, I felt like we were
      on our way. We had just started gelling together as a team.
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      The pain I was feeling from day-to-day kind of put self-doubt in my mind. I had doubt
      in my ability to get something done.
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      I did all the things that the doctors asked me. I went through all the tests: got
      the MRI's and the x-rays. One of the things I was saying that was bothering me, the
      doctors didn't see it. They didn't know anything about my rotator cuff, they didn't
      know anything about my leg bothering me, and they didn't know anything about the bone
      that was poking out of my shoulder. I think they knew that it needed to be shaved,
      but they didn't think that my collarbone was snapped in half and the bone fragments
      were floating out of my shoulder. They didn't see that in the x-rays. I then talked
      to my doctor and got a second opinion and learned that it was kind of difficult to
      see all of the other injuries. A lot of times, people say that it shows in my face
      that something is wrong. I try my best to get through it and not show any emotion---to
      just gut it out. Once I got to my doctor and he saw my x-rays, he was able to show
      me where my collarbone was snapped, where my leg was torn, and where my rotator cuff
      was torn, and four bone fragments. They looked at me and couldn't believe that I played
      from July on in that condition. I think my doctor was taken a back that I was able
      to perform in that condition. When he said he had to open me up to do surgery, I was
      filled with fear. When he told me he could perform the surgery through the scope—arthroscopic,
      I was relieved because I felt like that was the safer way to go. When we did the surgery,
      I came out and have been moving my arm with persistence. I refuse to let this injury
      hinder me in any way.
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        <div class="itemTitleStyle">The morning of my surgery
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      I arrived at the hospital in Miami at six in the morning. I felt like, "piece of cake!"
      I'll go in, get the surgery and I'd be ready to play. Then all of a sudden you drive
      up and the nurse is sitting right there in the VIP parking with a cop standing next
      to her. You know, it kind-of made me nervous! I knew it was serious now. Because its
      one thing to be sitting in a hotel with your family in Miami, running up and down
      the beach with your kids. But then it's another thing to be pulling up at the hospital
      at six in the morning to have my twelfth surgery. When I got in there, what made it
      worse was that the doctor wasn't there yet, so I sat for thirty-forty minutes thinking
      about what I was about to endure. I've been through eleven other surgeries and I know
      what it takes to get back. It is a lot of hard work and dedication and will power.
      I had to really challenge myself and ask myself if I was willing to do this once again
      and hopefully for the last time? So I focused and told myself this is the twelfth
      and hopefully the final time I will have surgery and I have to work to get back to
      be the player that I once was. The butterflies came over me and overtook me. They
      immediately began to prepare me for surgery. When they stuck the IV in me I was jumpy
      and sweating. I was a nervous wreck in there. The next thing I remember is waking
      up all bandaged up and leaving out.
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      I got through it. I always kept Detroit in mind, the players in mind and the fans
      in mind. That helped me get through it. I focused on what I want to accomplish for
      the city. I want to be apart of the winning side, that's my goal. I am now at home
      relaxing. My physical therapist will be with me everywhere I go to get me back so
      I can finish what I started. I'm in a new city, around new people and I want them
      to get to know me for who I am.
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    <title>Congratulations, you've installed DasBlog!</title>
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      There are 16 themes to choose from, and you can also create your own.
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