The Sports World Reacts To The Death Of Pete Frates, Former Boston College Baseball Star And The Inspiration For The Ice Bucket Challenge

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The face of an international movement that raised $220 million for A.L.S. and helped scientists discover a new gene tied to the degenerative motor neuron disease has passed away at 34.

Pete Frates, former Boston College baseball captain and founder of the Ice Bucket Challenge, died this week after being diagnosed with Lou Gehrig’s disease in March 2012 at age 27.

“Today Heaven received our angel: Peter Frates. A husband to Julie, a father to Lucy, a son to John and Nancy, a brother to Andrew and Jennifer, Pete passed away surrounded by his loving family, peacefully at age 34, after a heroic battle with ALS,” the family said in a statement Monday.

Frates achieved more during his seven-year battle with the disease than most able-bodied people could dream of achieving in a lifetime, no small feat for someone suffering from a disease that robs patients of the abilities to walk, talk, eat and move.

Frates married his wife, Julie, eight months after he was diagnosed with A.L.S. When Julie was asked about subjecting herself to an inconceivably hard life, she replied: “I just love him and that’s that.”

The couple has a healthy and happy five-year-old daughter together, Lucy.

In 2014, Frates was named Sports Illustrated’s “Inspiration of the Year” and took home the NCAA Inspiration of the Year award in 2017. Boston College retired his number 3 during an ALS awareness game in May 2016 and in June 2019, Boston College announced it is naming a new baseball and softball training facility the Pete Frates Center.

Frates was even signed to an honorary contract with the Boston Red Sox on Opening Day in 2015 and the organization gave him a 2018 World Series ring. September 5 was named Pete Frates Day in Boston on that day in 2017.

Frates attended my high school, St. John’s Prep, an all-boys parochial school in Massachusetts. He was three years ahead of me and didn’t know me from a pimple on his ass, but I knew him. Everyone did. He was a three sport athlete and good at all of them (the school has since retired his jersey number 3 in baseball, football, and hockey), but never carried himself like he was the cock of the walk. He was the best kind of alpha–the subtle kind that doesn’t insist upon itself. I always looked up to him for that.

His death is devastating, but I’m glad a hero was born from the struggle.

Rest in peace, legend.

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