One of my best friends, a Texas Rangers farmhand with a 99 mph fastball, died at the age of 19 because he made the incredibly stupid decision to drive drunk. We've all been there where we have the delimma of getting a cab, catching a ride with someone, or just driving and taking our chances. Every time (and it is not often) I am in that situation, I just think of Kevin. He WAS a great guy, and he had a bright future in baseball. ONE bad decision, and he is gone. Forever.