My favorite Oriole when I was a kid. Took a lot of shit because of it but I didn't care. Andy played the game as it should be by a catcher. He was gritty, had an accurate and strong arm. He had the respect of the pitchers and coaches. Saved Frank Robinson's life at a pool party once. The only autograph on my old catcher's mitt (twice) as a player then again as coach. Talked with him a few years ago after my BIL sat next to him on a plane ride and told him I was his biggest fan. When they got off the plane Andy called me on his cell phone and we talked for 15 minutes or so. Another great (to me) from my childhood gone. Damn. Rest in Peace Andy and thank you for the memories.