Hey Plaw don't sweat it. When I was 11 or 12 I snuck under a wooden police barricade at Yankee Stadium when the game was over, just to get closer to Mickey Mantle as he headed for the parking lot. He had had a great game, so I ran up to him and stretched out my hand and said "hey Mickey gimme five!". Well he looked at me in the eyes, looked at my hand stretched out and sneered, rolled his eyes,shook his head and kept on walking, ignoring me. I felt kind of bad. SO I read some statistics, and realized that my friends were right...Willie Mays who'd often play stickball in the street with kids early in his career WAS better than The Mick.