Met Bobby Richardson at youth rally my group was ice skating and there was a man who said he loved my Yankee cap but my skating needed help.  The skating finished and we went to bleachers to wait on guest speaker to hold service well that man who had commented on my skating came and sat beside me we talked about baseball and about our relationship with God then it was time for speaker they  introduced Bobby Richardson to come forward and share God with us well stranger who was beside me got up and went forward I nearly fell out of seat, after service I got his autograph we talked some more and left Bobby had more than baseball in his life he had the ultimate gift Eternal life from our Saviour Jesus Christ.

Mickey is proof that it's never too late to be saved by God's grace. And it's never too early.

Mr Bobby one of the finest gentlemen ever to live.

I was born in the Bronx on 153rd Street.  There were times when the Yankees were doing great during a game, we could hear the crowd from our front stoop.  My dad and my Uncle John, along with my 2 cousins Frank and Pat, would always attend old Timers day in Yankee stadium.  we always got seats in the bleachers always by center field.  One year i ran to the edge of the bleechers as Mickey came running after a ball. I yelled “Hey Mick, you’re the greatest!”  He turned and smile and said “Hey Kid, thanks.”  The following year, the same situation happened and i ran to the edge of the bleachers, i yelled “Hey Mick i talked to you last year do your remember me?”  He turned and said”sure kid I remember you.”  I ran back and told my dad that Mickey had remembered me.  My dad with a smile said “Hey George That’s great!”  I was on cloud 9, Mickey Mantle remembered me. My dad is now gone 10 years and i often think of that day and many other days with my dad that i cherish.  While i was lucky to have had a chance to speak to Mickey Mantle, i was really lucky and blessed to have my dad as my dad.

This was done at Mickey's own request. He was impressed with Richardson's eulogy at the funeral of Roger Maris, and later asked Richardson to do the same at his own funeral.

Bobby Richardson and Mickey Mantle were part of the great Yankees teams of the 1960’s that were the center of my childhood.

There's nothing more beautiful in this world than a lost sinner embracing a loving savior!

Bobby Richardson was at my Little league Park as a kid and my dad was too starstruck to ask for his autograph so he begged me to do it.  such a nice man… He was there trying to watch the game and there ended up being a line of people waiting for him to sign autographs, and he took the time to sign everything

i love this story how Mickey called Bobby and asked him to pray for him. i never refuse when any christian offers to pray for me. i am always grateful

I'm so happy that one of my baseball heros got saved .Never met him here on earth but I will get to see him in HEAVEN...Thank you JESUS my Lord and Saviour.

This may be the best funeral oration ever. As I get closer I think  God will speak to me in a gentle Carolina accent. I just love the syntax. Virginia would be fine, too.

God Bless Mick...and now Roy has joined him...R.I.P to these fine men.We love you.

Mickey was my hero. And despite all his problems, he still is and will always be.
                        R.I.P. #7.

The Mick was one of my baseball heroes.....had to wear # 7.....and so happy he is with his Lord and Savior ! ....

Bobbie is truly truly a wonderful man of God and what a great presentation of the Gospel. I look forward to seeing Bobbie and Mickey in heaven. And for the lost, please receive Jesus Christ into your heart, just like Mickey did.

Mickey Mantle, the greatest. Even now at 73 I still think of him. 😊

Awesome gospel message. Glad to know mickey gave his life to the Lord. Now i can meet him and bobby in heaven. Just awesome

Amazing grace
How sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me
I once was lost
But now I'm found
Was blind, but now I see
'Twas grace that taught
My heart to fear
And grace my Fears relieved
How precious did
That grace appear
The hour I first believed
Through many dangers
Toils and snares
We have already come
'Twas grace hath brought
Us safe thus far
And grace will lead us home
When we've been there
Ten thousand years
Bright shining as the sun
We'll have no less days to sing God's praise
Than when we first begun
Amazing grace
How sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me
I once was lost
But now I'm found
Was blind, but now I see
---- John Newton

I'm now 68 years old and Mickey was my boyhood "idol".  When I played youth ball, I always picked #7 as my uniform number.  I copied his stance (at least batting right handed).  I collected base ball cards and even today I have nearly two dozen Mantle's and have given away some to kids that are now adults and they still thank me for giving them a card of their hero.  When I read about Mickey making that eternal decision to accept Jesus Christ as his personal saviour, I cried.  I never got to see him play, but I will see him in heaven one day.  Thank the Lord there is hope.

the first i ever heard of evangelical christians was when Bobby R, one of my absolute favorite Yankees of the late 5Os and 60s, retired a bit young, and it was to fulfil his intent to be an evangelical....though i am not and was not then a christian, but god i respected him for that, and always have; my dad, a rabbi , was very very respectful of christianity and had many friends among the catholic and protestant/evangelical clergy. as i do now...