The cover story (by Albert Chen) is the improbable tale of Josh Hamilton, now with the Texas Rangers. It wasn’t enough that he came back from the brink of oblivion; now he’s excelling in a way that wasn’t even predicted when he was originally drafted.
So many low points to choose from. No, it wasn’t the time the check he made out to a crack dealer bounced and he had to ask his father-in-law to go and give the dealer $2,000 cash. No, it wasn’t the time after a party when he ripped the rearview mirror off a friend’s truck, punched out the windshield and was thrown in jail. No, rock bottom, he says, was the night in the late summer of 2005 when he awoke from a crack binge in a trailer with a half-dozen strangers around him; with nowhere else to go, he appeared like a ghost at his grandmother’s door — his sunken face as white as snow, his 6′ 4″ frame shrunk from 230 pounds to 180. “He’d be at the lowest of lows,” says [father-in law Michael Dean] Chadwick, “and he’d sink lower.”
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