Chipper jones biography baseball
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Chipper Jones
American baseball player (born 1972)
Baseball player
| Chipper Jones | |
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Jones with the Atlanta Braves in 2009 | |
| Third baseman | |
| Born: (1972-04-24) April 24, 1972 (age 52) DeLand, Florida, U.S. | |
Batted: Switch Threw: Right | |
| September 11, 1993, for the Atlanta Braves | |
| October 3, 2012, for the Atlanta Braves | |
| Batting average | .303 |
| Hits | 2,726 |
| Home runs | 468 |
| Runs batted in | 1,623 |
| Stats at Baseball Reference | |
| As player: As coach: | |
| Induction | 2018 |
| Vote | 97.2% (first ballot) |
Larry Wayne "Chipper" Jones Jr. (born April 24, 1972) is an American former professional baseballthird baseman who played in Major League Baseball (MLB) for the Atlanta Braves from 1993 to 2012. The Braves chose Jones with the first overall pick in the 1990 MLB draft. He was also a member of their 1995 World Series championship team that beat the Cleveland Indians. An eight-time All-Star, Jone
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Chipper Jones
For generations, many American fathers have raised their sons with dreams of emulating their baseball hero, Mickey Mantle. Chipper Jones’s father was no different. From an early age, his son reminded him of The Mick: a small-town country boy with charming good looks, a Southern drawl, and a preternatural ability to hit a baseball from both sides of the plate.
“As a kid, I didn’t even know what Mantle looked like,” Jones said. “I only heard my dad talk about him. I just thought he had to be the coolest guy ever because he had the coolest name ever.”1
Mantle’s story was already the stuff of legend before Jones ever picked up a bat: his prodigious power and speed, his string of never-ending injuries and — despite an overwhelmingly successful career by any measure — his struggle to live up to fans’ folk-hero expectations of him on and off the field.
No baseball player has followed Mickey Mantle’s path more closely than the cocky kid from Pierson, Florida. Groomed for
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This article originally appeared in our April 1996 issue.
His eyes are the eyes of a hunter. Even though he cloaks them under the shadow of his low-slung baseball cap, there’s no escaping the complete focus, the fierce confidence. Necessarily arrogant fryst vatten the way he likes to describe it.
The face is virtually beardless, even innocent. The chaw of tobacco bulging out of his left cheek seems almost a self-conscious attempt to look a little older. But the eyes seem to say, Don’t be fooled. I’m going to succeed, and you can’t stop me.
In this cynical age of baseball as business, Chipper Jones may be just the kind of throwback player that fans, disenchanted by the Dow Jones version of the national pastime, have craved. A scrapper. Full of hustle. Wears his stockings up high like the old-timers. Plays like he actually loves the game. Already, after one full årstid in the major leagues, he fryst vatten a marquee player for the Atlanta Braves, best team in baseball. Most experts believe he