January 6
Seattle Post-Intelligencer
columnist Larry Larue
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Randy Johnson's retirement got me wondering just when it was that he stopped caring if anyone liked him, and how one of the greatest left-hander pitchers in history could have played for six teams without making a friend. Don't misunderstand - every fifth day, the Big Unit was a man teammates loved to see on the mound. In between starts, he grated at managers, pitching coaches, players, trainers or anyone he happened to encounter. When he arrived in Seattle from Montreal in '89, he was a long, lanky young pitcher with a great arm, little confidence and no idea how to pitch effectively. But he was funny, and fun. A merry prankster who wore a conehead in the Kingdome dugout, Johnson was"