LOS ANGELES — The image is eternal: Kirk Gibson, limping toward home plate, pain twisting his face, bat raised high after hitting the most improbable home run in World Series history. That moment — October 15, 1988 — wasn’t just a victory for the Dodgers. It was the birth of a legend.
But legends, too, age. And time, unlike baseball, has no mercy.
Today, the man who once defied pain now lives with it every day. Kirk Gibson, 67, is fighting Parkinson’s disease — a battle that has turned the hero of one swing into the fighter of a lifetime.
“It’s not something you win,” Gibson once told The Detroit News. “You just try to keep it from winning you.”
Diagnosed in 2015, Gibson has faced his illness with the same grit that defined his playing days. The swagger, the fire, the defiance — it’s all still there, just quieter now. The disease has slowed his steps, softened his speech, but not his spirit.

In baseball lore, Gibson is immortal. The Tigers’ hometown kid who became their heartbeat in the 1980s. The Dodgers’ miracle man whose injured, one-legged home run off Dennis Eckersley turned a series, and perhaps, a generation of fans. His teammates called him “the heartbeat of belief.” He was the player who could make a stadium believe anything was possible.
Now, the crowd is gone. The noise replaced by the hum of medical machines, therapy sessions, and quiet afternoons in Michigan. Yet even here, Gibson’s defiance burns. He founded the Kirk Gibson Foundation for Parkinson’s, funding research and support networks for others living with the same diagnosis. “If I can still lead,” he said, “then I’m still alive in the right way.”
To those who know him, Gibson’s strength today rivals the night he limped to the plate in ‘88. Back then, he hit a home run that defied pain. Now, he lives a life that defies time.
“He’s still the same guy,” says longtime teammate Alan Trammell. “Still tough, still fiery. The only difference is the opponent.”
For Gibson, that opponent is a disease that doesn’t take innings off. Parkinson’s attacks slowly, invisibly. It steals mobility, energy, and speech — the same tools that once made Gibson a leader. Yet in interviews, there’s no bitterness, only resolve. “You deal with what’s in front of you,” he said recently. “You get up. You fight.”
It’s the same attitude that made him a champion — only now, the stakes are higher.
His fans still remember that swing. The fist pump. The disbelief. The roar of Vin Scully’s voice echoing through Dodger Stadium: “In a year that has been so improbable, the impossible has happened!”
Thirty-seven years later, the impossible still defines Kirk Gibson — but now, it’s the impossible strength of a man refusing to surrender to time.
When history remembers him, it won’t just be for that one home run. It’ll be for every quiet morning he chooses to keep fighting.
Because heroes don’t fade. They endure. Even when their legs give way, their hearts never do.
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