A Quote by Al Horford

One of the times I went to one of the Phillies games, that's when I met Sammy Sosa. — © Al Horford
One of the times I went to one of the Phillies games, that's when I met Sammy Sosa.
Sammy Sosa? Everybody knew who Sammy was, paid attention to Sammy. I had already signed in pro ball when he had the great homer year with Mark McGwire in '98. But I followed it, and I was proud of him because he was my countryman. There are a lot of great ballplayers from the Dominican, and he's one of the best.
Sammy Sosa grew up without a father in the back of a converted public hospital in San Pedro de Macoris, a dusty seaside town in the Dominican Republic. His father, Juan Montero, died when Sosa was 5.
Yes, I'm the real Sammy Sosa, and this is my Pinterest.
Look at Sammy Sosa-before he was skinny. Now he's big and he hits a lot of homers. Maybe I'll be the same.
Sammy Sosa's a September player, so you have to watch out for him. It's crunch time, time to make history.
The fans love the home runs, the home run competition between Mark McGwire and Sammy Sosa.
For the first six years of his career, Sammy Sosa was one of the least patient players in the game. He could hit the long ball and steal a base, but he was undisciplined.
I just hope Sammy (Sosa) gets the attention he deserves. Not only has he hit sixty-two homers, but he has carried us. He is without doubt the MVP of the National League.
Big Texas (Nolan Ryan) is here. The reason I like to keep Nolan around is he is a reminder that when we got done with the Sammy Sosa trade, there was still some talent on the Rangers.
What he (Sammy Sosa) and I have been doing is fantastic. What we've done nobody in the game has done for thirty-seven years. I'm pretty happy with the way things have been going.
Fans love Sosa for his exuberance, for the kisses he blows to his mother, wife and four children. He is Slammin' Sammy, a fairy-tale figure rising from poverty in the Dominican Republic to the 55th floor above Chicago's Lake Shore Drive.
Relaxing at home in his 55th-floor condominium before a game, Sammy Sosa is the same as at the ball park: focused but funny, exuberant but reserved. He is in a strange country, conversing in two languages, but his every movement displays a combination of confidence and humility.
My father was a dreamy fellow - he read Plato and Socrates and watched Phillies games.
I'm a Philadelphia sports fanatic. I still watch Phillies games on my iPad, which is basically admitting to having daily torture sessions.
My parents were enthusiastic fans of 'Sammy's Hill.' But they think 'Sammy's House' is a better book.
I consciously decided to make both 'Sammy's Hill' and 'Sammy's House' more of a warm satire and not go the route of writing a dark and bitter book about D.C.
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