Hunter always had his priorities straight
NEW YORK -- Catfish Hunter's blue eyes brimmed with tears last spring as he spoke about wishing he could trade his fame and fortune for a life of anonymity, good health and a chance to see his grandchildren grow up.
"I'd be a groundskeeper and not let anybody know me," he said, his strong, gravelly voice cracking as we looked at each other in the privacy of a small room at the New York Yankees' training camp.
Hunter wasn't simply speaking out of a fear of death from Lou
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