Every now and then, I see a pitcher whose control is so bad it makes me yell out, "This guy can't find the plate with a map!"
There is a pitcher on the free-agent market who apparently does not know how to read a map.
Mike Piazza -- a man I have criticized on a number of occasions -- is from Norristown, Pennsylvania, right outside Philadelphia. He never played for the Boston Red Sox. But suppose the Red Sox had offered him a lot of money. Would he have taken it? Possibly. And he would have said the money was great, and it gives him a good chance at a World Series ring. Those are legitimate reasons to accept said offer.
Tom Glavine -- a man long hated by Met fans, not that I'm one -- is from Billerica, Massachusetts, right outside Boston. He never played for the Philadelphia Phillies. But suppose the Phils had offered him a lot of money. Would he have taken it? Possibly. And he would have said the money was great, and it gives him a good chance at a World Series ring. Those are legitimate reasons to accept said offer.
What neither this alternate version of Piazza nor this alternate version of Glavine would have been likely to say is this: "I signed with Boston/Philadelphia because it allows me to be close to home."
They wouldn't have said it because, whatever you think of them, neither Mike Piazza nor Tom Glavine is stupid. Arrogant? Maybe. Selfish? Possibly. Stupid? No.
In such a situation, a man is not going to say, "Well, Philly (or Boston) is just 300 miles from my home town." He looks like a fool.
Cliff Lee is stupid.
How do I know this?
All signs suggest that he's going to re-sign with the Texas Rangers because he wants to be close to home.
His home town is Benton, Arkansas -- also home town of the Wal-Mart Corporation, as evil a company as has ever exited. But that's not a reflection on Lee.
Benton is 312 miles from Arlington, Texas, where the Rangers' ballpark is.
Uh... 312 miles is "close"? It's a 5-hour drive. At least. And that's before taking into account rest stops and whatever traffic might exist in the Dallas-Fort Worth "Metroplex."
People are being blinded by 2 straight (2009-10) seasons of October success against the Yankees. Cliff Lee is 26-22 the last 2 regular seasons. He has had 2 great seasons and nearly every other season (including the last 2) were, at best, ordinary.
Worse yet, he's stupid. He must be, if he thinks Dallas (or Arlington) is close to home in Arkansas. Has he never looked at a map? Benton to Arlington, 312 miles. That's roughly the distance between Boston and Philadelphia.
"But, Uncle Mike," you say, "he's Cliff Lee, and he beats the Yankees, therefore he must be paid a fortune." Not by my team, he shouldn't!
Am I being too harsh on Lee? Let's take that same 312 miles and transfer it from Rangers Ballpark to Yankee Stadium.
Go due north on Interstate 87, and it gets you to Plattsburgh, New York... almost at the Canadian border.
Go to the northwest, and it gets you to Geneva, New York. Closer to Rochester than to Syracuse... closer to Buffalo than to Albany... closer to Toronto than to Midtown Manhattan.
Go to the northeast, and it gets you to Portland, Maine. The far side of "Red Sox Nation."
Go to the west, and it gets you to Johnstown, Pennsylvania. Closer to Pittsburgh than to Harrisburg.
Go to the southwest, and it gets you to Spotsylvania, Virginia. Site of a Civil War battle. Almost to Richmond, the Confederate capital.
Does any one of those places sound "close" to New York to you? Not to me.
So if Cliff Lee thinks Benton, Arkansas is "close" to Arlington, Texas, then he's stupid.
True, the Texas Rangers are the closest team to his home town. But let's not pretend that it's close.
And let's not pretend that Cliff Lee is not stupid. He can prove me wrong by dropping that excuse.
Or moving to the Dallas-Fort Worth Metroplex.
Sunday, December 12, 2010
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
Top 10 Beatles Songs About Sports
December 9, 1974. 36 years ago tomorrow.
John Lennon saw the Los Angeles Rams' game against the Washington Redskins at the Los Angeles Memorial Coliseum on ABC's Monday Night Football.
At halftime, Howard Cosell interviewed him. Cosell was already in his 40s when the Beatles arrived, so he wasn't exactly in their target audience. But, to use words he might have used, he was astute enough to recognize their cultural significance. He treated John Lennon like an honored guest.
Don Meredith wasn't in the booth that night, but was part of the MNF team for most of its early days. The ex-Dallas Cowboy quarterback and Lipton tea pitchman died earlier this week at age 72.
Frank Gifford, the former New York Giants running back, probably the premier player in that franchise's history until the 1980s, remembers it fondly.
Unfortunately, I can't find a clip of John and Ronald Reagan, then Governor of California (the game was in L.A.), talking about American football. Reagan's supporters called John a Communist and an atheist. John's supporters called Reagan a fascist, or, if they were English, a wanker -- or maybe even used John's familiar phrase from A Hard Day's Night: "Yer a swine!" But, face-to-face, they treated each other like old friends and great entertainers. And they were great entertainers -- well, Reagan did make some good movies.
The Redskins won the game, beating the Rams 23-17.
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December 8, 1980. 30 years ago tonight.
Another Monday night. The New England Patriots played the Miami Dolphins at the Orange Bowl in Miami. And this time, Cosell did not have a special guest to present. Rather, he had some awful news.
Later reports would confirm 5 shots. The kicker, John Smith, was, himself, an Englishman (Leafield, Oxfordshire) named John. In case anyone cares enough to wonder about the result, the Dolphins won the game, 16-13 in overtime, on a field goal by Uwe von Schamann. When these same teams played again in Foxboro 2 years later, John Smith was the beneficiary of a little snow-plowing, giving the Pats a 3-0 win over the Dolphins.
Ronald Reagan had been elected President 34 days before John Lennon was killed. It is easy to say there was no room for John Lennon in Ronald Reagan's America. I ask, Where did he more belong?
Here's Reagan's reaction. It is ironic that he spoke out against gun control, and then, within 4 months, he would be shot himself -- but survive.
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John would want us to think about his life, not his death. So, to honor this man, and his bandmates, and even their sense of humor -- perhaps I should spell it "humour," since they were British...
The Top 10 Beatles Songs About Sports
Not really. I did this for Elvis last year on the anniversary of his death.
Note that bodybuilding, while a competition, is not a sport. So I'm not going to say "I'll Be Back" was by Arnold Schwarzenegger.
Honorable Mentions: These are cover versions that the Beatles did, so they can't be counted in the Top 10.
"Money (That's What I Want)." How many athletes, team owners, and agents have said variations of this? The response would be "Baby, You're a Rich Man."
"Kansas City." They got some tasty little barbecue in the parking lot at Arrowhead Stadium for Chiefs games, and I'm gonna get me some.
Also an Honorable Mention to "Yellow Submarine," which is the nickname of Villareal Club de Football, a soccer team in Spain, due to their bright yellow home uniforms.
Another Honorable Mention to "Blue Jay Way." When the SkyDome/Rogers Centre was built as the new home of the Toronto Blue Jays, the street along its western edge was renamed Blue Jays Way.
Another Honorable Mention to "I Am the Walrus," which reminds me of golfer Craig Stadler and evil soccer manager Sam Allardyce.
Dishonorable Mention to the Whatever They're Calling Themselves Now Angels of Anaheim, and their stupid rally pet: "Everybody's Got Something to Hide Except For Me and My Monkey."
Then there's "Back in the U.S.S.R.," which could be about any number of Russian athletes who made their fortunes in the U.S., post-1989.
The obvious one is "I'm a Loser," but there's too many examples to cite.
10a. "You Can't Do That." What someone said to a Red Sox fan wearing his cap into Yankee Stadium. Followed after the game by his response...
10b. "I Should've Known Better." Which could also by said by every baseball player who ever signed a contract with the Mets.
9. "Not a Second Time." What the Yankees should have said to the Red Sox after the 2004 World Series.
8. "I Saw Her Standing There." Sung by Joe Namath to Suzy Kolber? Terrell Owens to Nicollette Sheridan? Brett Favre to Jenn Sterger? Possibly followed by "Why Don't We Do It In the Road?"
7. "Strawberry Fields Forever." About Darryl's defensive difficulties.
6. "You've Got to Hide Your Love Away." What we said to Alex Rodriguez after his then-wife Cynthia wore an obscene T-shirt into the stands at the old Yankee Stadium.
5. "I'll Follow the Sun." What Walter O'Malley said, heading west with the Dodgers. The wanker. Other team owners thinking of moving their teams could be called "Nowhere Man."
4a. "Help!" The words of every Rutgers quarterback who saw his offensive line fail to protect him. Which leads to the coach telling him...
4b. "Run For Your Life."
3. "You Won't See Me." What A-Rod seems to be saying every October. Which was quite a weight on his shoulders, and we could've told him, "Boy, you've got to carry that weight, carry that weight a long time." But on November 4, 2009, he finally came to "The End" of "The Long and Winding Road." Unfortunately, in October 2010, he decided to "Get Back."
2. "Tomorrow Never Knows." What we should say to every fan who ever said, "Wait 'til next year."
1. "When I'm Sixty-Four." Said by Brett Favre, when asked when he will finally retire.
John Lennon saw the Los Angeles Rams' game against the Washington Redskins at the Los Angeles Memorial Coliseum on ABC's Monday Night Football.
At halftime, Howard Cosell interviewed him. Cosell was already in his 40s when the Beatles arrived, so he wasn't exactly in their target audience. But, to use words he might have used, he was astute enough to recognize their cultural significance. He treated John Lennon like an honored guest.
Don Meredith wasn't in the booth that night, but was part of the MNF team for most of its early days. The ex-Dallas Cowboy quarterback and Lipton tea pitchman died earlier this week at age 72.
Frank Gifford, the former New York Giants running back, probably the premier player in that franchise's history until the 1980s, remembers it fondly.
Unfortunately, I can't find a clip of John and Ronald Reagan, then Governor of California (the game was in L.A.), talking about American football. Reagan's supporters called John a Communist and an atheist. John's supporters called Reagan a fascist, or, if they were English, a wanker -- or maybe even used John's familiar phrase from A Hard Day's Night: "Yer a swine!" But, face-to-face, they treated each other like old friends and great entertainers. And they were great entertainers -- well, Reagan did make some good movies.
The Redskins won the game, beating the Rams 23-17.
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December 8, 1980. 30 years ago tonight.
Another Monday night. The New England Patriots played the Miami Dolphins at the Orange Bowl in Miami. And this time, Cosell did not have a special guest to present. Rather, he had some awful news.
Later reports would confirm 5 shots. The kicker, John Smith, was, himself, an Englishman (Leafield, Oxfordshire) named John. In case anyone cares enough to wonder about the result, the Dolphins won the game, 16-13 in overtime, on a field goal by Uwe von Schamann. When these same teams played again in Foxboro 2 years later, John Smith was the beneficiary of a little snow-plowing, giving the Pats a 3-0 win over the Dolphins.
Ronald Reagan had been elected President 34 days before John Lennon was killed. It is easy to say there was no room for John Lennon in Ronald Reagan's America. I ask, Where did he more belong?
Here's Reagan's reaction. It is ironic that he spoke out against gun control, and then, within 4 months, he would be shot himself -- but survive.
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John would want us to think about his life, not his death. So, to honor this man, and his bandmates, and even their sense of humor -- perhaps I should spell it "humour," since they were British...
The Top 10 Beatles Songs About Sports
Not really. I did this for Elvis last year on the anniversary of his death.
Note that bodybuilding, while a competition, is not a sport. So I'm not going to say "I'll Be Back" was by Arnold Schwarzenegger.
Honorable Mentions: These are cover versions that the Beatles did, so they can't be counted in the Top 10.
"Money (That's What I Want)." How many athletes, team owners, and agents have said variations of this? The response would be "Baby, You're a Rich Man."
"Kansas City." They got some tasty little barbecue in the parking lot at Arrowhead Stadium for Chiefs games, and I'm gonna get me some.
Also an Honorable Mention to "Yellow Submarine," which is the nickname of Villareal Club de Football, a soccer team in Spain, due to their bright yellow home uniforms.
Another Honorable Mention to "Blue Jay Way." When the SkyDome/Rogers Centre was built as the new home of the Toronto Blue Jays, the street along its western edge was renamed Blue Jays Way.
Another Honorable Mention to "I Am the Walrus," which reminds me of golfer Craig Stadler and evil soccer manager Sam Allardyce.
Dishonorable Mention to the Whatever They're Calling Themselves Now Angels of Anaheim, and their stupid rally pet: "Everybody's Got Something to Hide Except For Me and My Monkey."
Then there's "Back in the U.S.S.R.," which could be about any number of Russian athletes who made their fortunes in the U.S., post-1989.
The obvious one is "I'm a Loser," but there's too many examples to cite.
10a. "You Can't Do That." What someone said to a Red Sox fan wearing his cap into Yankee Stadium. Followed after the game by his response...
10b. "I Should've Known Better." Which could also by said by every baseball player who ever signed a contract with the Mets.
9. "Not a Second Time." What the Yankees should have said to the Red Sox after the 2004 World Series.
8. "I Saw Her Standing There." Sung by Joe Namath to Suzy Kolber? Terrell Owens to Nicollette Sheridan? Brett Favre to Jenn Sterger? Possibly followed by "Why Don't We Do It In the Road?"
7. "Strawberry Fields Forever." About Darryl's defensive difficulties.
6. "You've Got to Hide Your Love Away." What we said to Alex Rodriguez after his then-wife Cynthia wore an obscene T-shirt into the stands at the old Yankee Stadium.
5. "I'll Follow the Sun." What Walter O'Malley said, heading west with the Dodgers. The wanker. Other team owners thinking of moving their teams could be called "Nowhere Man."
4a. "Help!" The words of every Rutgers quarterback who saw his offensive line fail to protect him. Which leads to the coach telling him...
4b. "Run For Your Life."
3. "You Won't See Me." What A-Rod seems to be saying every October. Which was quite a weight on his shoulders, and we could've told him, "Boy, you've got to carry that weight, carry that weight a long time." But on November 4, 2009, he finally came to "The End" of "The Long and Winding Road." Unfortunately, in October 2010, he decided to "Get Back."
2. "Tomorrow Never Knows." What we should say to every fan who ever said, "Wait 'til next year."
1. "When I'm Sixty-Four." Said by Brett Favre, when asked when he will finally retire.
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Monday, December 6, 2010
New York Yankees' All-Time Regional Baseball Team
Finally, the project is finished. The 30th team -- the home team -- my team. The New York Yankees.
Not that I'm "saving the best for last." After all, while no team in all of sports can match the Yankees for glory, their regional team is not necessarily the best.
Remember, this team is for players who:
1. Were from either the State of New York, North or Central New Jersey, or the southwestern one-third of Connecticut, and...
2. Had an organizational connection to the Yankees -- or, if also to the Mets, New York Giants or Brooklyn Dodgers, a greater one to the Yankees. Failing that...
3. Publicly expressed a fandom for the Yankees while growing up. Failing that...
4. Came from The Bronx, Staten Island, the Hudson Valley from Westchester on up to the Canadian border, or Central New York including the Syracuse area -- which, interestingly enough, would include any Major League Baseball player who actually came from Cooperstown, Otsego County (alas, there have been none).
Batter up!
1B Lou Gehrig of Manhattan, and that Borough's High School of Commerce and Columbia University. The Iron Horse has been out of baseball for over 70 years, and he is still the greatest 1st baseman of all time. Cal Ripken may have broken his record of 2,130 consecutive games played (June 1, 1925 to April 30, 1939), and Alex Rodriguez has a pretty good shot of breaking his record of 23 career grand slams. And A-Rod and several other players in the post-World War II era have hit more than Lou's 493 home runs, and a few have hit 4 home runs in a game (although he was the 1st to do it in the American League).
But who's going to bat .340 for a career? Or have a 178 career OPS+? Or have 1,995 RBIs in a career? Or have 184 RBIs in a season, still the AL record? Or hit 534 doubles?
He won the AL Most Valuable Player award in 1927 (under the old format, even ahead of teammate Babe Ruth and his 60 home runs) and 1936 (under the current one, although not in 1934 when he became the first Yankee to win the Triple Crown). He was the AL's starting 1st baseman in the first 6 All-Star Games. He appeared in 7 World Series (1926, '27, '28, '32, '36, '37 and '38), winning all but the 1st, and batted .361 in Series play -- let's see A-Rod, or anyone else, try that! Had there been an MVP for the Series back then, he probably would have won it in '27, '28 and '32.
Despite several injuries that looked like they would break his streak, he played every game for 14 years, at a time when the life of a ballplayer was far less cushy. It took a fatal illness to stop him, amyotrophic lateral sclerosis, or ALS -- which became known as Lou Gehrig's Disease. (Since he died just 2 years after the diagnosis, and several people, including the great physicist Stephen Hawking, have lived for years or even decades with ALS, some people think Gehrig may have been misdiagnosed.)
The Yankees retired his Number 4, the 1st retired number in baseball, making him the only Yankee ever to wear it. On Lou Gehrig Appreciation Day, July 4, 1939, he told the crowd at Yankee Stadium, "Today, I consider myself the luckiest man on the face of the Earth... I might have been given a bad break, but I've got an awful lot to live for."
The Hall of Fame, thinking he would die before he became eligible, held a special election, and he was easily elected. Shortly after his death in 1941, the Yankees dedicated a Monument to his memory, which now stands in Monument Park at the new Yankee Stadium. And East 161st Street, just past the elevated tracks, is Lou Gehrig Plaza.
In 1999, 60 years after his last game, The Sporting News named him Number 6 on their list of the 100 Greatest Baseball Players, and he was elected in a fan ballot to the All-Century Team -- getting more votes than even the Babe.
He was portrayed in films by Gary Cooper in The Pride of the Yankees (1942, with Teresa Wright as his wife Eleanor and Babe Ruth as himself), and by Edward Herrmann in A Love Affair: The Eleanor and Lou Gehrig Story (1978, with Blythe Danner -- Gwyneth Paltrow's mother -- as Eleanor). As Bob Costas has said, "There's one area where Gehrig has it all over Ruth: The movies about Gehrig are good, the movies about Ruth are all bad!"
He is buried at Kensico Cemetery in Valhalla, New York, as are the Yankee-connected Jacob Ruppert, Ed Barrow and Robert Merill; former Red Sox owner Harry Frazee; legendary entertainer and briefly Seattle Mariners part-owner Danny Kaye; New York's first Jewish Governor, Herbert Lehman; entertainer Florenz Ziegfeld; RCA & NBC founder David Sarnoff; composer Sergei Rachmaninoff; Big Band leader Tommy Dorsey (but not his brother Jimmy); historian Allan Nevis; Atlas Shrugged writer Ayn Rand; and a far better author, Network writer Paddy Chayefsky. Gate of Heaven Cemetery in the adjoining town of Hawthorne is right next-door, and is where Babe Ruth is buried.
2B Eddie Collins of Tarrytown, Westchester County. Just as New York produced the best 1st baseman ever, here's a good candidate for best 2nd baseman ever. Known as Gettysburg Eddie because he went to Gettysburg College -- just as Gehrig was known as Columbia Lou -- he played for the Philadelphia Athletics, then the Chicago White Sox, and finished up back with the A's, where he also served as one of Connie Mack's coaches, his son Eddie Jr. eventually playing for the A's as well.
He batted .333 lifetime, OPS+ of 142, 3,315 hits, 438 doubles, 187 triples, and 741 stolen bases, peaking at 81 in 1910. He was regarded as the best-fielding 2nd baseman of his time. He reached the postseason with the A's in 1910, '11, '13, '14, '29 and '30, and with the White Sox in 1917 and '19 (and was always held up as one of the Sox who stayed clean).
He never wore a number as a player, but did wear Number 32 as an A's coach; not that it matters, since the Philly edition of the A's are no longer around to retire it. He was elected to the Baseball Hall of Fame, and to the Philadelphia Baseball Wall of Fame, his plaque having been moved from Veterans Stadium to the Philadelphia Athletics Historical Society museum in Hatboro, Pennsylvania. For the last few years of his life, was the general manager of the Boston Red Sox, and a plaque in his memory graces the Jersey Street/Yawkey Way old main entrance of Fenway Park.
Honorable Mention to Johnny Evers of Troy, Rensselaer County, New York. It's easy, now, to think that he's only in the Hall of Fame because of the poem that Franklin P. Adams wrote about the 1906-10 Chicago Cubs double-play combo: "These are the saddest of possible words: Tinker to Evers to Chance."
But while Joe Tinker was a good shortstop (not a great one), and 1st baseman Frank Chance is rightly in the Hall for his managing, Evers was the best player of the 3. He won Pennants with the Cubs in 1906, '07, '08 and '10, and with the Boston Braves in 1914. He starred on the only Cub teams ever to win the World Series, in 1907 and 1908.
It was his effort to get the attention of umpire Hank O'Day that got the winning run in the "Merkle's Boner" Game of September 23, 1908 cancelled, leading to the Cubs' Pennant. Not one of the nicest men in the game (his nickname was the Crab), but one of the smartest.
Honorable Mention to Stanley "Bucky" Harris of Port Jervis, Rockland County, New York. Would have been an All-Star had there been an All-Star Game in the 1920s, and managed the Washington Senators to their 1st and only World Series win in 1924, at the tender age of 27. "The Boy Manager" or "The Boy Genius" won another Pennant with the Senators in 1925, and another World Series with the Yankees in 1947 (at age 50). But he's not the manager of this team.
Honorable Mention to Willie Randolph of Brooklyn, and that Borough's Samuel Tilden High School. He was born in South Carolina, grew up in Bedford-Stuyvesant as a Met fan, but played his best years for the Yankees.
He won Pennants in 1976, '77, '78 and '81, and was a key member of the World Champions of 1977 and '78. He also appeared in the postseason with the 1990 AL Champion Oakland Athletics. He was a 6-time All-Star.
He was later a Yankee coach, making him part of 6 more Pennants and winning him 4 more rings. The Mets hired him as manager, and he got them to within 1 run of the Pennant in 2006... Anyway, Met fans blame "Witless Willie" for blowing that Pennant and for the 2007 collapse, because he was "a Yankee."
Damn right, he was a Yankee: When he was fired in 2008, he got a huge standing ovation at Yankee Old-Timers' Day. At the old Stadium's finale that September, he slid into 2nd base, and got a big cheer. It may have been 2nd base, but he was, truly, safe at home. He is once again, as he did with the 1994-95 Yankees, coaching under Buck Showalter, with the Orioles.
SS Phil Rizzuto of Queens, and that Borough's Richmond Hill High School. Holy Cow, how could a guy only 5-foot-6 and maybe 140 pounds be a starting quarterback? Well, it was high school ball, and it was the early 1930s. In 1937, he was turned away by his favorite team, the Brooklyn Dodgers, and he remembered their manager telling him, "You're too small, kid. Go get a shoeshine kit." Then he was turned away by the New York Giants. But the Yankees agreed to give him a tryout, and they signed him to a minor-league contract. For the next 70 years, he was a part of the Yankee family.
As a minor-leaguer, his speed and fielding earned him the nickname "Scooter." In 1940, with the Kansas City Blues, he was named Minor League Player of the Year by The Sporting News. There was no Rookie of the Year award in 1941, but if there was, he surely would have won it. After returning from World War II, he became the best shortstop in the AL, with a player of nearly identical ability (and, as it turned out, pretty close in career stats) across town, Harold "Pee Wee" Reese of the Brooklyn Dodgers. They would oppose each other in 6 World Series. Phil was a member of 9 Pennant winners with the Yankees: 1941, '42 (missing '43 due to the War), '47, '49, '50 (AL MVP with 200 hits), '51, '52, '53 and '55, winning 7 World Series (1941, '47, '49, '50, '51, '52 and '53).
This despite, from 1949 onward, being reunited with the Dodger manager who rebuffed him in 1937, Casey Stengel. Casey sure changed his tune: "If I were a retired gentleman, I would watch the Yankees just to watch Phil Rizzuto." Pitcher Lefty Gomez: "My best pitch is anything the batter hits in the direction of Phil Rizzuto." Joe DiMaggio, at a ceremony honoring the 50th Anniversary of the 1941 Yankees and his 56-game hitting streak: "Nobody had a better view than I of watching him play shortstop... And, Phil, I just want to say, that you're my Hall-of-Famer. And I mean that." (I was there that day: Huge ovation, especially considering that, both being Italian-Americans, Joe was Phil's big hero, and Joe didn't talk in public much, much less give compliments easily.)
Released in 1956, Phil was hired as a broadcaster in 1957, beginning a 40-season run behind the microphone. His memorable calls included Roger Maris' 61st home run in 1961 and Chris Chambliss' Pennant-winning homer in 1976. His broadcasting included 12 seasons in which the Yankees won Pennants (from 1957 to 1996), and 6 in which they won World Series -- making his grand total 21 Pennants and 13 World Series. (Only 2 Yankee figures can compare to these totals: Mel Allen's broadcasting career included 23 Pennants and 15 World Series, while Bob Sheppard was public-address announcer for 22 Pennants and 13 World Series.)
His broadcasting was really good early on, but by the time I became old enough to watch games in the late 1970s, he had become an object of parody, for his catchphrases ("Holy Cow!"; "Did you see that?"; "You huckleberry!"), his referring to boothmates by their last name ("I tell ya, White, it's unbelivable"; "Ooh, these Yankees can get the clutch hits, Murcer!"); his misreading of plays ("Deep to left-center, nobody's gonna get that one! Holy Cow, somebody got it!"; "All right, stay fair! No, it won't stay fair. Good thing it didn't stay fair, or I think he would have caught it."; "Bouncer to short, they'll never get him, no, why don't I just shut up!").
He was also lampooned for his "homerism" in the Yankees' favor; his stories about the old days of baseball' his plugging of local restaurants and golf courses; and his wishes for a happy birthday or anniversary or get-well wishes. In this, he was a lot like Richie Ashburn, the Phillies' center fielder-turned-broadcaster who, like Phil, had to wait a long time before he finally got his rightful election to the Hall of Fame.
Well before that, the Yankees retired his Number 10 and gave him a Phil Rizzuto Day and a Plaque for Monument Park. I was at both his Day in 1985 and his HOF induction ceremony in 1994. He retired from broadcasting after the 1996 season, but still came to Old-Timers' Day until 2004, when age and fragility forced him into hospice care. He died in 2007, at the time the oldest living Hall-of-Famer.
For the record, Harry Caray claimed he was saying "Holy Cow!" on the air when Phil was still playing. But Phil claimed he was saying "Holy Cow!" as a player before he ever heard of Harry Caray. So maybe they're both right. Phil was cremated, and his remains are not at any cemetery.
Honorable Mention to George Wright of Yonkers, Westchester County, New York. All he did was become the 1st great openly professional baseball player, with the 1869-70 Cincinnati Red Stockings. His brother Harry Wright (who, unlike George, was already grown up when the family moved from England, and thus doesn't qualify for this team) founded the team, managed it, and played center field. So not only did one pair of Wright Brothers (Orville and Wilbur of Dayton, Ohio) invent the airplane, but an earlier pair of Wright Brothers invented professional baseball as we know it. George and 2nd baseman Charlie Sweasy, of Newark, formed the game's 1st great double-play combination.
3B Billy Johnson of Montclair, Essex County, New Jersey. Born the same day as Ted Williams, August 30, 1918, and outlived him, lasting until 2006. He wasn't as good a hitter as Williams (shocking, I know), but he was a member of 4 Yankee World Championship teams: 1943, '47, '49 and '50. Unfortunately, he's the best of a weak batch at this position in this region, but he was an All-Star in 1947.
LF Hank Greenberg of The Bronx, and that Borough's James Monroe High School. He mainly played 1st base, but he played left field almost exclusively in 1940, '41 and '45, as the Tigers tried to find a place where Rudy York, a good slugger but a born DH in a pre-DH world, could do the least damage on the field.
He won AL MVP awards in 1935 and 1940 – the former at 1st base, the latter in left field, becoming the 1st player to win MVPs at 2 different positions. (Only one has done it since, Robin Yount.) Besides, if I didn't move Hank to left field, he wouldn't even have started ahead of Lou Gehrig, his idol and the reason the Yankees didn't pursue this great slugger growing up in their own backyard.
Because the Yankees already had Gehrig, they didn't pursue Greenberg. The Detroit Tigers did, and he came through for them big-time. In 1934, he hit 63 doubles (2nd-highest total in MLB history), and helped them win their 1st Pennant in 25 years, despite missing a key game down the stretch because it fell on Yom Kippur, the holiest day in the Jewish calendar. (This was a year before Sandy Koufax was born, and 31 years before Koufax would do the same on the day of Game 1 of the World Series.)
In 1935, he won the AL MVP and led them to their 1st World Championship, although he was injured during the World Series. In 1937, he had a whopping 183 RBIs, 1 off Gehrig's AL record. In 1938, he hit 58 home runs, and for a while it looked like he might break Babe Ruth's record of 60. In 1940, he won the MVP and led the Tigers to another Pennant.
Then he became the 1st baseball All-Star to enlist in the armed forces, in anticipation of World War II. Discharged in the middle of the 1945 season, he rejoined the Tigers, and hit a grand slam on the last day of the regular season to win the Pennant, and the Tigers won the World Series as well.
A bad back led him to retire after 1946, but the Pittsburgh Pirates talked him out of it by offering him baseball's 1st $100,000-a-year contract. (That's worth just over $1 million today.) As a Pirate, he mentored young slugger Ralph Kiner (who would also have to retire early because of a bad back), and told Dodger rookie Jackie Robinson, as only he with his background of facing horrible anti-Semitism possibly could, that he understood what Jackie was going through, earning him Jackie's permanent admiration.
The original "Hammerin' Hank" walked away after that season, with a .313 batting average, a 158 OPS+, and 1,628 hits and 331 home runs, despite having played only enough games to add up to 10 full seasons. He then joined Bill Veeck in the front office of the Cleveland Indians, mentored Jewish slugger Al Rosen (yet another victim of a bad back), helped build the Indians' 1948 World Champions, and joined Veeck again to build the Chicago White Sox' 1959 Pennant winners. Late in life, he became one of the nation's foremost players in senior-citizens' tennis tournaments.
He was elected to the Hall of Fame, and the Tigers retired his Number 5. This coming New Year's Day, January 1, 2011, will be the 100th Anniversary of the birth of this great American. Hank Greenberg: The Story of My Life, edited by New York Times columnist Ira Berkow, is one of the classics of sports literature.
Oh yeah, one more thing to thank Hank for: His son Steve Greenberg, a good ballplayer whose career was ended by injury before he could reach the majors, founded Classic Sports Network, which became ESPN Classic. Having settled in the Los Angeles area, Hank is buried there.
CF Elliott Maddox of Union, Union County, New Jersey. Considering that New York has been home to such center fielders as Earle Combs, Joe DiMaggio, Pete Reiser, Duke Snider, Willie Mays, Mickey Mantle, Tommie Agee, Mickey Rivers, Mookie Wilson, Lenny Dykstra and Bernie Williams, you'd think there'd be a better Tri-State Area native at the position.
But Maddox is the best -- even though, with the unrelated Garry in Philadelphia, he wasn't even the best center fielder named Maddox in his era. Not that it was all his fault: In 1975, playing for the Yankees at Shea Stadium while the original Yankee Stadium was being renovated, he slipped on the wet grass and wrecked his knee. He was in the middle of his 2nd straight .300 season, but he was never the same. Almost literally adding insult to injury, his last 3 seasons, 1978-80, were back at Shea, with a horrible Mets team.
RF Willie Keeler of Brooklyn. At 5-foot-4 and 140 pounds (maybe), Wee Willie is the smallest player in the Hall of Fame. But he was big at the plate, batting .341 lifetime, OPS+ of 126, 2,932 hits, and in 1897 had a a .424 batting average and a 44-game hitting streak -- although this has been matched by Pete Rose and surpassed by DiMaggio, no NLer has ever had a longer one.
He debuted with the Giants in 1892, making him the earliest player on The Sporting News' 100 Greatest Baseball Players named in 1999, and played his last game with the Giants in 1910, not just 100 years ago but 89 years prior to that TSN poll. In between, he helped the NL version of the Baltimore Orioles win Pennants in 1894, '95 and '96; his hometown Brooklyn Superbas win Pennants in 1899 and 1900 (since there was no other league at the time, these would be the last "world championships" the team later known as the Dodgers would win until 1955), and moved to the Highlanders (the future Yankees) and became their 1st hitting star, nearly helping them win AL Pennants in 1904 and '06. He is probably best remembered for his philosophy of hitting: "Keep your eye clear, and hit 'em where they ain't" -- "they" being opposing fielders.
He died in 1923, and was one of the 1st Hall of Fame inductees, in 1939. He is buried at Calvary Cemetery in Woodside, Queens, also the final resting place of fellow Hall-of-Famer Mickey Welch; former Governor Alfred E. Smith, the 1st Catholic major-party candidate for President; and all 3 New York City politicians named Robert F. Wagner: the Senator who wrote the Social Security and National Labor Relations Acts, his son the 1954-65 Mayor who let the Dodgers and Giants get away and then fought to bring the Mets in, and his son who served as President of the Board of Education.
Honorable Mention to Rocky Colavito of The Bronx, and that Borough's Theodore Roosevelt High School -- also the alma mater of my grandfather, George Goldberg, who played on its City Champion basketball team in 1924. A 6-time All-Star, Colavito had one of the best outfield arms ever, led the AL in homers with 42 in 1959, nearly leading the Indians to the Pennant, was controversially traded to the Tigers just before the next season, had career highs with 45 homers and 140 RBIs in 1961 as the Tigers had their best season between 1945 and 1967; had 6 100-RBI seasons, and battled injuries for the rest of his career, finishing in 1968 with his boyhood team, even pitching and winning a game for the Yankees.
He hit 374 home runs and had an OPS+ of 132. After being traded by Indians GM Frank Lane, for reasons only Lane ever knew, the Indians, so close to the previous year's Pennant, did not get into another Pennant race until 1994. His popularity was enormous in Northern Ohio, and fans were furious over the trade, the only time a defending league home run champion was traded for a defending batting champion, Harvey Kuenn. (Since Al Kaline wore Number 6 in Detroit, Colavito and Kuenn even swapped numbers, Colavito taking Number 7.) Cleveland-area newspaper columnist Terry Pluto titled a book about the Indians The Curse of Rocky Colavito.
Now 77 and living near Reading, Pennsylvania, Colavito remains proud that the fans love him and hate the long-dead Lane. The Indians, no longer having any connection with Lane, elected him to their team Hall of Fame, although his Number 6 remains in circulation.
C Joe Torre of Brooklyn, and that Borough's St. Francis Prep. He wasn't quite Hall of Fame quality as a player, but close. He debuted with the Milwaukee Braves in 1960, while his older brother Frank Torre was their 1st baseman. He was runner-up to Cubs star Billy Williams for NL Rookie of the Year in 1961.
Moving with the Braves in 1966, he hit the 1st big-league home run in Atlanta-Fulton County Stadium. Traded to the St. Louis Cardinals for Orlando Cepeda after the 1968 season, he just missed a Cardinal Pennant and a Brave NL West title. He was a 9-time All-Star, a 1965 Gold Glove winner, and the 1971 NL MVP, winning the batting title with a .363 average -- no NL righthander has topped that since. He finished his career with the Mets, playing mostly 3rd base and 1st base.
As you might guess, Joe is also the manager of this team. One of the game's last player-managers, he was named Met manager in 1977. Not having the horses, he was fired in 1980. He was picked up by the Braves, and managed them to the NL West title in 1982 and almost to another in '83, but was fired in '85.
He became a broadcaster, and played himself as such in the film Taking Care of Business, in which the Cubs beat the Angels in the World Series. (At the time, the Angels even being IN a World Series was "fantasy baseball" -- for the Cubs, it still is.) He managed the Cardinals for a few years, without reaching the postseason, and was fired in 1995. He thought he was done. He'd managed all 3 times for whom he played. "I ran out of teams," he said. He'd been involved in over 4,200 games as a player and manager without ever appearing in a World Series -- a record.
Then the Yankees threw him a lifeline. The New York Daily News, on its back page, called him "CLUELESS JOE." I was also against the hiring. Well, as Yogi Berra taught us, "In baseball, you don't know nothin'." Joe won the World Series in 1996, 1998, 1999 and 2000; Pennants in 2001 and 2003; AL East titles in 2002, 2004, 2005 and 2006; and Wild Card berths in 1997 and 2007.
After receiving an offer of a pay cut from Yankee management, he moved on to the Dodgers, and won NL West titles in 2008 and '09. Now retired, he's not yet eligible for the Hall of Fame, but he will be in. Hopefully, the Yankees will retire his Number 6 and give him a Monument Park Plaque while he's still alive to receive it.
Starting Rotation
Waite Hoyt of Brooklyn, and that Borough's Erasmus Hall High School. He was one of the players Harry Frazee sold from the Red Sox to the Yankees. Big mistake: He won 237 games, 10 of them for the Red Sox and 157 for the Yankees. He won Pennants in 1921, '22, '23, '26, '27 and '28. He won another with the A's in '31. He won the World Series in '23, '27 and '28. He was the 1st great pitcher of a "dynastic" Yankee team. Hall of Fame, although, surprisingly, no Plaque in Monument Park. Closed his career with his hometown Dodgers.
He became one of the 1st former players to become a broadcaster (though not the first, as his Baseball-Reference.com page claims: That was Jack Graney of the Indians), calling games for the Cincinnati Reds from 1940 to 1965. The Reds elected him to their team Hall of Fame.
Hank Borowy of Bloomfield, Essex County, New Jersey. My original hometown. I had Billy Johnson from Bloomfield's arch-rival, Montclair, so I had to have a proud Bengal, Class of '34. A member of a high school football team that went 9-0 and outscored its opponents 325-6 in his senior year (1933-34), he went to Fordham, and helped the Yankees win the 1942 Pennant and the 1943 World Series.
He had a rare season winning 20 games spread over both Leagues in 1945, with the Yankees and then, after a trade, to the Cubs. (This would be matched by Indian-turned-Cub Rick Sutcliffe in 1984.) He helped the Cubs win (still) their last Pennant, but was overused in the World Series, and had nothing left in Game 7, and got bombed. He came close to another Pennant in 1950: He started the season with the Phillies, who won in the NL; closed it with the Tigers, who finished 2nd in the NL; in between, pitched for the Pirates.
He finished his career at 108-82. He went into the insurance business, and, ironically since he grew up in my old home town, lived the last few years of his life in Brick, Ocean County, New Jersey -- where my grandparents moved after leaving North Jersey, and died in the same hospital as my Grandma.
Edward Charles "Whitey" Ford of Queens, and the Manhattan High School of Aviation. The all-time winningest Yankee pitcher, and the all-time winningest pitcher in World Series play with 10, he was nicknamed the Chairman of the Board, a nickname he shared with his favorite singer, Frank Sinatra.
With a career record of 236-106, his .690 winning percentage is the highest ever among pitchers with at least 300 decisions. His 2.75 ERA is the lowest of any starting pitcher in the post-1920 Lively Ball Era. ERA+ 133, WHIP 1.215. Won World Series with the Yankees in 1950, '53 (missing '51 and '52 due to serving in the Korean War), '56, '58, '61 and '62. From 1960 to '62, pitched 33 2/3 consecutive scoreless innings -- still a World Series record, although Mariano Rivera now holds the postseason record. Hall of Fame, Monument Park, Number 16 retired.
My grandmother, then named Grace Darton, grew up as a Dodger fan in South Jamaica, Queens, and, like any good Dodger fan, hated the Yankees. Hated Joe DiMaggio. Hated Yogi Berra. Really hated Casey Stengel. Had no use for Mickey Mantle. But 2 Yankees, she loved: Phil Rizzuto and Whitey Ford. She likes that they were "scrappy," and that Whitey, in an oft-used phrase, was a "money pitcher." Maybe it also had to do with both of them also coming from Queens.
Steve Blass of Housatonic, Litchfield County, Connecticut. From age 27 to 30, he was one of the best pitchers in the game, including going the distance to win Game 7 of the 1971 World Series with the Pittsburgh Pirates. He also helped get the Bucs to the NLCS in '70 and '72. But in '73, he totally lost it. In 1 season, despite the Pirates still being a very good-hitting and good-fielding team, his record went from 19-8 to 3-9, his ERA from 2.49 to 9.85 (nope, that's not a misprint), his ERA+ from 135 to 36 (also not a typo), and his WHIP from 1.246 to 2.177.
What happened? No one, even Blass himself, has ever figured it out. The team lost Roberto Clemente to an off-season plane crash, but that didn't affect any other player the same way. There was no injury, no illness, no problem in his personal life, nothing to explain his sudden loss of control. When a player suddenly loses it, without any logical explanation, it is now known as "Steve Blass Disease." Blass became a broadcaster for the Pirates, although he now does only home games.
Andy Messersmith of Toms River, Ocean County, New Jersey. He is 1 of only 2 pitchers to win 20 for both Los Angeles area teams – and, in 1972, he was traded from the Angels to the Dodgers for the other, Bill Singer. A 4-time All-Star, he was runner-up to his teammate Mike Marshall for the 1974 NL Cy Young Award (20-6, 2.59 and leading the NL with a 1.098 WHIP), and pitched in the World Series.
He pitched 1975 without a contract to test the reserve clause, and, only 29 years old and one of the game's top starters at the time, he had a lot to lose. He won, and the reserve clause was deservedly dead.
He signed with the Braves... but injuries doomed him after that. He did pitch for the Yankees in 1978, but was limited to 6 games and did not appear in the postseason. He had his last productive season at 30 and threw his last pitch at 33. His career record was 130-99, but he should have been able to put up near-Hall of Fame numbers. He is now the baseball coach at Cabrillo College in Northern California.
Honorable Mention to Chester Cornelius "Chet" or "Red" Hoff of Ossining, Westchester County, New York. Born on May 8, 1891, he reached the majors on September 6, 1911, pitching for the New York Highlanders – not yet officially the Yankees – at Hilltop Park in Washington Heights, against the Detroit Tigers. He struck out the 1st batter he faced: "I didn't know who he was no more than the man in the moon until the next morning. I picked up The New York Journal, and the big red headline in the paper says, 'Hoff Strikes Out Ty Cobb.' Boy! I couldn't believe it at first. It was the biggest thrill I ever had."
He remained in the majors until 1915, only 24, and had a career record of 2-4. He stayed on for a while in the minors, pitching well in Rochester, Salt Lake City and Kansas City, but threw his last professional pitch at 27.
So what's the big deal? Well, after working for Rand McNally mapmakers in Ossining, he retired to Florida, and returned to New York for the dedication of a plaque at Columbia-Presbyterian Medical Center, built on the site of Hilltop Park, in 1993. He was 102 years old. He lived to be 107, until September 17, 1998. He was the last living player to have played in the pre-1920 Dead Ball Era, and is believed to be the longest-lived former major league athlete in North American history.
Honorable Mention to Johnny Vander Meer of Midland Park, Bergen County, New Jersey. Best known for pitching the only pair of back-to-back no-hitters in MLB history, June 11 & 15, 1938, for the Cincinnati Reds. The 2nd was against the Dodgers at Ebbets Field, in the 1st night game in New York's major-league history.
Vander Meer was interviewed for John P. Carmichael's classic 1945 book My Greatest Day In Baseball, and said that those no-hitters weren't his career highlight, because he got sent down in 1939, but came back up, and redeemed himself by pitching the Pennant clincher. The Reds won another Pennant in 1940, and won the World Series. Like another no-hit hero, Don Larsen, he was slightly below .500 for his career. (In fact, their records were very close: Larsen was 114-118, Vander Meer was 119-121.) But Vander Meer had 5 seasons of at least 15 wins, and made 4 All-Star teams. His achievement was a fluke, but he was still, often, a very good pitcher.
Honorable Mention to Frank "Spec" Shea of Naugatuck, New Haven County, Connecticut. "The Naugatuck Nugget" went 14-5 for the Yankees in his rookie season, 1947. He became the first, and still only, Yankee rookie to start Game 1 or Game 7 of a World Series, and was a member of World Championship teams in 1947, '49 and '51 (missing '50 due to service in the Korean War). Just 56-46 for his career, but his achievements are enough to get him an Honorable Mention here.
Honorable Mention to Johnny Kucks of Jersey City, Hudson County, New Jersey. In 1956 he went 18-9 and pitched a shutout in Game 7 of the World Series. He was also a part of the Yankees' 1958 World Champions.
Honorable Mention to Al Downing of Trenton, Mercer County, New Jersey. He would probably go on the Philadelphia all-time regional team if he hadn't pitched for the Yankees. But he did, and thus became the Yankees' 1st black pitcher. He had September call-ups in the 1961 and '62 World Championship seasons but didn't appear in the World Series and didn't get a ring. He did pitch in the '63 and '64 Series, and led the AL in strikeouts in '64.
He went 123-107 for his career, including 20-9 for the Dodgers in 1971. He is probably best known, though, for giving up Hank Aaron's record-breaking 715th career home run in 1974, but he did pitch in that year's World Series. I was at Trenton's Waterfront Park a few years ago when he was inducted into the Trenton Baseball Hall of Fame, and he threw out the first pitch. Not a bad slider for a man in his early 60s. He now works in the Dodger organization.
Honorable Mention to Downing's Yankee teammate, Jim Bouton of Rochelle Park, Bergen County, New Jersey. He grew up in Jersey as a Giants fan, then the family moved to the Chicago suburbs, but I'm keeping him here. He helped the Yankees win the 1962 World Series and the '63 and '64 Pennants -- going 39-20 in those 2 seasons, plus winning Games 3 and 6 of the '64 Series. He was just 26 going into the 1965 season. But he hurt his elbow, and his fastball was gone. He switched to the knuckleball, and by 1969 was exiled to an expansion team, the Seattle Pilots.
He kept a diary of that season, which was published early the next season as Ball Four. An injury ended his career that season -- not the backlash against the book, which never "named names" of players who cheated on their wives or were openly bigoted. What he did do was show that players were human, lusty, profane, and didn't like getting pushed around by authority figures such as team owners and the Commissioner of Baseball, the clueless Bowie Kuhn.
Bouton became a sportscaster for WABC-Channel 7's Eyewitness News, then had a brief comeback in 1978 with Ted Turner's Atlanta Braves -- pitching at age 39 when he hadn't done so in the majors since 31. He and a former minor-league teammate invented a gum called Big League Chew, and he has written other books since. But Ball Four will live forever, because he took a lot of stuffed shirts, and he smoked 'em inside. You think he doesn't belong on this team? Yeah, surrrre! Take a hike, son!
Honorable Mention to John Montefusco of Long Branch, Monmouth County, New Jersey. With his name and his team, the San Francisco Giants, he became known as "the Count of Montefusco," "the Count of Monte Frisco," or just "the Count." Fortunately, he was good enough to get ahead in the count. He was NL Rookie of the Year in 1975 and pitched a no-hitter for the Giants in 1976. But injuries took their toll, and he was done at 36, closing his career with the Yankees in 1986, at 90-83.
Honorable Mention to Charles Nagy of Fairfield, Fairfield County, Connecticut. Winner of 129 games, all for the Indians, he helped them reach the postseason in 1995, '96, '97, '98, '99 and 2001. Unfortunately, he is best known for his relief appearance in Game 7 of the 1997 World Series where, Jose Mesa having already blown a 9th-inning lead, Nagy ended up as the losing pitcher in the 11th. He is in the Indians' team Hall of Fame, and is now the pitching coach of the Arizona Diamondbacks.
Bullpen
Johnny Murphy of The Bronx, and that Borough's Fordham Prep and Fordham University. One of the 1st great relief pitchers, helped the Yankees win Pennants in 1936, '37, '38, '39, '41, '42 and '43, winning the World Series in all but '42. Known as "Grandma" because his windup seemed to resemble the motion of a rocking chair, he may also have been the 1st reliever to be called "the Fireman" because he seemed to be putting out fires. (Some sources have his successor as Yankee relief ace, Joe Page, being the first to receive the nickname.)
Joined the Mets' front office at their beginning (as a business, anyway) in 1961. Appointed GM in 1967, hired Gil Hodges as manager; between them, they were more responsible than anyone for turning "the worst team in baseball history" (not really, it just seemed like it to those with short memories) into the 1969 World Championship "Miracle.") Sadly, he died just 3 months later.
Casimir James "Jim" Konstanty of Strykersville, Wyoming County, New York. Warren Spahn of Buffalo is in the Hall of Fame, and Sal Maglie of Niagara Falls probably would have won the NL's Cy Young Award had it existed in 1951, and Orel Hershiser was born in Buffalo but grew up in Cherry Hill, South Jersey. Jim Konstanty is the only Western New Yorker to win either League's MVP award, in 1950, and the 1st reliever from anywhere to do so – he would remain the only one until Mike Marshall in 1974.
He was the relief ace of the Phillies' "Whiz Kids" that won the team's only Pennant between 1915 and 1980. He pitched in the 1950 World Series against the Yankees and in the 1955 World Series for them, although he never won a title.
Elroy Face of Stephentown, Rensselaer County, New York. The longtime relief ace of the Pittsburgh Pirates, he is believed to be the 1st pitcher to throw the forkball, a very nasty breaking pitch that was the progenitor of the split-fingered fastball. He claimed to have learned it from a Pirate teammate, the aforementioned former Yankee Joe Page.
In 1959, he set a record for single-season winning percentage, going 18-1 for .947. In 1960, he went 10-8 with 24 saves, and the Pirates won their 1st World Series in 35 years, with Face saving 3 of their 4 wins. (Only John Wetteland has topped that, but a few others have matched it, including fellow Pirate Kent Tekulve and Mariano Rivera.) A 3-time All-Star, he almost closed his career with another World Champion, the 1968 Detroit Tigers, but got into only 2 games and did not receive a World Series ring. Instead, he was chosen in the expansion draft by the Montreal Expos. He became a carpenter, and still attends sports memorabilia shows.
Ron Perranoski of Fair Lawn, Bergen County, New Jersey. I almost put him with the Mets' team, but was signed by the Dodgers in 1958, their 1st year in Los Angeles, thus throwing organizational ties out of the way; and, as I'm unaware of what team he rooted for growing up, and he's white, it falls to geography, so he's on the Yankees' team.
He was a superb 16-3 with a 1.67 ERA and 21 saves for the Dodgers' 1963 World Champions, and was also a member of their 1965 World Champions, their 1966 Pennant winners, and the Minnesota Twins' 1969 and '70 AL West Champions. He led the AL in saves in both of those seasons, finishing with 179 for his career.
He became one of the game's top pitching coaches, first for the Dodgers, then for the Giants, and is now a member of the Giants' front office, making him the only man to have a World Series ring from both the Los Angeles edition of the Dodgers and the San Francisco edition of the Giants.
And that's it. It's done. All 30 teams, plus one for Puerto Rico. I suppose I could do an All-Far East team, but that would be inadvisable on December 7, the anniversary of the bombing of Pearl Harbor.
That would give me 32 teams, though. Shall we have a tournament?
Not that I'm "saving the best for last." After all, while no team in all of sports can match the Yankees for glory, their regional team is not necessarily the best.
Remember, this team is for players who:
1. Were from either the State of New York, North or Central New Jersey, or the southwestern one-third of Connecticut, and...
2. Had an organizational connection to the Yankees -- or, if also to the Mets, New York Giants or Brooklyn Dodgers, a greater one to the Yankees. Failing that...
3. Publicly expressed a fandom for the Yankees while growing up. Failing that...
4. Came from The Bronx, Staten Island, the Hudson Valley from Westchester on up to the Canadian border, or Central New York including the Syracuse area -- which, interestingly enough, would include any Major League Baseball player who actually came from Cooperstown, Otsego County (alas, there have been none).
Batter up!
1B Lou Gehrig of Manhattan, and that Borough's High School of Commerce and Columbia University. The Iron Horse has been out of baseball for over 70 years, and he is still the greatest 1st baseman of all time. Cal Ripken may have broken his record of 2,130 consecutive games played (June 1, 1925 to April 30, 1939), and Alex Rodriguez has a pretty good shot of breaking his record of 23 career grand slams. And A-Rod and several other players in the post-World War II era have hit more than Lou's 493 home runs, and a few have hit 4 home runs in a game (although he was the 1st to do it in the American League).
But who's going to bat .340 for a career? Or have a 178 career OPS+? Or have 1,995 RBIs in a career? Or have 184 RBIs in a season, still the AL record? Or hit 534 doubles?
He won the AL Most Valuable Player award in 1927 (under the old format, even ahead of teammate Babe Ruth and his 60 home runs) and 1936 (under the current one, although not in 1934 when he became the first Yankee to win the Triple Crown). He was the AL's starting 1st baseman in the first 6 All-Star Games. He appeared in 7 World Series (1926, '27, '28, '32, '36, '37 and '38), winning all but the 1st, and batted .361 in Series play -- let's see A-Rod, or anyone else, try that! Had there been an MVP for the Series back then, he probably would have won it in '27, '28 and '32.
Despite several injuries that looked like they would break his streak, he played every game for 14 years, at a time when the life of a ballplayer was far less cushy. It took a fatal illness to stop him, amyotrophic lateral sclerosis, or ALS -- which became known as Lou Gehrig's Disease. (Since he died just 2 years after the diagnosis, and several people, including the great physicist Stephen Hawking, have lived for years or even decades with ALS, some people think Gehrig may have been misdiagnosed.)
The Yankees retired his Number 4, the 1st retired number in baseball, making him the only Yankee ever to wear it. On Lou Gehrig Appreciation Day, July 4, 1939, he told the crowd at Yankee Stadium, "Today, I consider myself the luckiest man on the face of the Earth... I might have been given a bad break, but I've got an awful lot to live for."
The Hall of Fame, thinking he would die before he became eligible, held a special election, and he was easily elected. Shortly after his death in 1941, the Yankees dedicated a Monument to his memory, which now stands in Monument Park at the new Yankee Stadium. And East 161st Street, just past the elevated tracks, is Lou Gehrig Plaza.
In 1999, 60 years after his last game, The Sporting News named him Number 6 on their list of the 100 Greatest Baseball Players, and he was elected in a fan ballot to the All-Century Team -- getting more votes than even the Babe.
He was portrayed in films by Gary Cooper in The Pride of the Yankees (1942, with Teresa Wright as his wife Eleanor and Babe Ruth as himself), and by Edward Herrmann in A Love Affair: The Eleanor and Lou Gehrig Story (1978, with Blythe Danner -- Gwyneth Paltrow's mother -- as Eleanor). As Bob Costas has said, "There's one area where Gehrig has it all over Ruth: The movies about Gehrig are good, the movies about Ruth are all bad!"
He is buried at Kensico Cemetery in Valhalla, New York, as are the Yankee-connected Jacob Ruppert, Ed Barrow and Robert Merill; former Red Sox owner Harry Frazee; legendary entertainer and briefly Seattle Mariners part-owner Danny Kaye; New York's first Jewish Governor, Herbert Lehman; entertainer Florenz Ziegfeld; RCA & NBC founder David Sarnoff; composer Sergei Rachmaninoff; Big Band leader Tommy Dorsey (but not his brother Jimmy); historian Allan Nevis; Atlas Shrugged writer Ayn Rand; and a far better author, Network writer Paddy Chayefsky. Gate of Heaven Cemetery in the adjoining town of Hawthorne is right next-door, and is where Babe Ruth is buried.
2B Eddie Collins of Tarrytown, Westchester County. Just as New York produced the best 1st baseman ever, here's a good candidate for best 2nd baseman ever. Known as Gettysburg Eddie because he went to Gettysburg College -- just as Gehrig was known as Columbia Lou -- he played for the Philadelphia Athletics, then the Chicago White Sox, and finished up back with the A's, where he also served as one of Connie Mack's coaches, his son Eddie Jr. eventually playing for the A's as well.
He batted .333 lifetime, OPS+ of 142, 3,315 hits, 438 doubles, 187 triples, and 741 stolen bases, peaking at 81 in 1910. He was regarded as the best-fielding 2nd baseman of his time. He reached the postseason with the A's in 1910, '11, '13, '14, '29 and '30, and with the White Sox in 1917 and '19 (and was always held up as one of the Sox who stayed clean).
He never wore a number as a player, but did wear Number 32 as an A's coach; not that it matters, since the Philly edition of the A's are no longer around to retire it. He was elected to the Baseball Hall of Fame, and to the Philadelphia Baseball Wall of Fame, his plaque having been moved from Veterans Stadium to the Philadelphia Athletics Historical Society museum in Hatboro, Pennsylvania. For the last few years of his life, was the general manager of the Boston Red Sox, and a plaque in his memory graces the Jersey Street/Yawkey Way old main entrance of Fenway Park.
Honorable Mention to Johnny Evers of Troy, Rensselaer County, New York. It's easy, now, to think that he's only in the Hall of Fame because of the poem that Franklin P. Adams wrote about the 1906-10 Chicago Cubs double-play combo: "These are the saddest of possible words: Tinker to Evers to Chance."
But while Joe Tinker was a good shortstop (not a great one), and 1st baseman Frank Chance is rightly in the Hall for his managing, Evers was the best player of the 3. He won Pennants with the Cubs in 1906, '07, '08 and '10, and with the Boston Braves in 1914. He starred on the only Cub teams ever to win the World Series, in 1907 and 1908.
It was his effort to get the attention of umpire Hank O'Day that got the winning run in the "Merkle's Boner" Game of September 23, 1908 cancelled, leading to the Cubs' Pennant. Not one of the nicest men in the game (his nickname was the Crab), but one of the smartest.
Honorable Mention to Stanley "Bucky" Harris of Port Jervis, Rockland County, New York. Would have been an All-Star had there been an All-Star Game in the 1920s, and managed the Washington Senators to their 1st and only World Series win in 1924, at the tender age of 27. "The Boy Manager" or "The Boy Genius" won another Pennant with the Senators in 1925, and another World Series with the Yankees in 1947 (at age 50). But he's not the manager of this team.
Honorable Mention to Willie Randolph of Brooklyn, and that Borough's Samuel Tilden High School. He was born in South Carolina, grew up in Bedford-Stuyvesant as a Met fan, but played his best years for the Yankees.
He won Pennants in 1976, '77, '78 and '81, and was a key member of the World Champions of 1977 and '78. He also appeared in the postseason with the 1990 AL Champion Oakland Athletics. He was a 6-time All-Star.
He was later a Yankee coach, making him part of 6 more Pennants and winning him 4 more rings. The Mets hired him as manager, and he got them to within 1 run of the Pennant in 2006... Anyway, Met fans blame "Witless Willie" for blowing that Pennant and for the 2007 collapse, because he was "a Yankee."
Damn right, he was a Yankee: When he was fired in 2008, he got a huge standing ovation at Yankee Old-Timers' Day. At the old Stadium's finale that September, he slid into 2nd base, and got a big cheer. It may have been 2nd base, but he was, truly, safe at home. He is once again, as he did with the 1994-95 Yankees, coaching under Buck Showalter, with the Orioles.
SS Phil Rizzuto of Queens, and that Borough's Richmond Hill High School. Holy Cow, how could a guy only 5-foot-6 and maybe 140 pounds be a starting quarterback? Well, it was high school ball, and it was the early 1930s. In 1937, he was turned away by his favorite team, the Brooklyn Dodgers, and he remembered their manager telling him, "You're too small, kid. Go get a shoeshine kit." Then he was turned away by the New York Giants. But the Yankees agreed to give him a tryout, and they signed him to a minor-league contract. For the next 70 years, he was a part of the Yankee family.
As a minor-leaguer, his speed and fielding earned him the nickname "Scooter." In 1940, with the Kansas City Blues, he was named Minor League Player of the Year by The Sporting News. There was no Rookie of the Year award in 1941, but if there was, he surely would have won it. After returning from World War II, he became the best shortstop in the AL, with a player of nearly identical ability (and, as it turned out, pretty close in career stats) across town, Harold "Pee Wee" Reese of the Brooklyn Dodgers. They would oppose each other in 6 World Series. Phil was a member of 9 Pennant winners with the Yankees: 1941, '42 (missing '43 due to the War), '47, '49, '50 (AL MVP with 200 hits), '51, '52, '53 and '55, winning 7 World Series (1941, '47, '49, '50, '51, '52 and '53).
This despite, from 1949 onward, being reunited with the Dodger manager who rebuffed him in 1937, Casey Stengel. Casey sure changed his tune: "If I were a retired gentleman, I would watch the Yankees just to watch Phil Rizzuto." Pitcher Lefty Gomez: "My best pitch is anything the batter hits in the direction of Phil Rizzuto." Joe DiMaggio, at a ceremony honoring the 50th Anniversary of the 1941 Yankees and his 56-game hitting streak: "Nobody had a better view than I of watching him play shortstop... And, Phil, I just want to say, that you're my Hall-of-Famer. And I mean that." (I was there that day: Huge ovation, especially considering that, both being Italian-Americans, Joe was Phil's big hero, and Joe didn't talk in public much, much less give compliments easily.)
Released in 1956, Phil was hired as a broadcaster in 1957, beginning a 40-season run behind the microphone. His memorable calls included Roger Maris' 61st home run in 1961 and Chris Chambliss' Pennant-winning homer in 1976. His broadcasting included 12 seasons in which the Yankees won Pennants (from 1957 to 1996), and 6 in which they won World Series -- making his grand total 21 Pennants and 13 World Series. (Only 2 Yankee figures can compare to these totals: Mel Allen's broadcasting career included 23 Pennants and 15 World Series, while Bob Sheppard was public-address announcer for 22 Pennants and 13 World Series.)
His broadcasting was really good early on, but by the time I became old enough to watch games in the late 1970s, he had become an object of parody, for his catchphrases ("Holy Cow!"; "Did you see that?"; "You huckleberry!"), his referring to boothmates by their last name ("I tell ya, White, it's unbelivable"; "Ooh, these Yankees can get the clutch hits, Murcer!"); his misreading of plays ("Deep to left-center, nobody's gonna get that one! Holy Cow, somebody got it!"; "All right, stay fair! No, it won't stay fair. Good thing it didn't stay fair, or I think he would have caught it."; "Bouncer to short, they'll never get him, no, why don't I just shut up!").
He was also lampooned for his "homerism" in the Yankees' favor; his stories about the old days of baseball' his plugging of local restaurants and golf courses; and his wishes for a happy birthday or anniversary or get-well wishes. In this, he was a lot like Richie Ashburn, the Phillies' center fielder-turned-broadcaster who, like Phil, had to wait a long time before he finally got his rightful election to the Hall of Fame.
Well before that, the Yankees retired his Number 10 and gave him a Phil Rizzuto Day and a Plaque for Monument Park. I was at both his Day in 1985 and his HOF induction ceremony in 1994. He retired from broadcasting after the 1996 season, but still came to Old-Timers' Day until 2004, when age and fragility forced him into hospice care. He died in 2007, at the time the oldest living Hall-of-Famer.
For the record, Harry Caray claimed he was saying "Holy Cow!" on the air when Phil was still playing. But Phil claimed he was saying "Holy Cow!" as a player before he ever heard of Harry Caray. So maybe they're both right. Phil was cremated, and his remains are not at any cemetery.
Honorable Mention to George Wright of Yonkers, Westchester County, New York. All he did was become the 1st great openly professional baseball player, with the 1869-70 Cincinnati Red Stockings. His brother Harry Wright (who, unlike George, was already grown up when the family moved from England, and thus doesn't qualify for this team) founded the team, managed it, and played center field. So not only did one pair of Wright Brothers (Orville and Wilbur of Dayton, Ohio) invent the airplane, but an earlier pair of Wright Brothers invented professional baseball as we know it. George and 2nd baseman Charlie Sweasy, of Newark, formed the game's 1st great double-play combination.
3B Billy Johnson of Montclair, Essex County, New Jersey. Born the same day as Ted Williams, August 30, 1918, and outlived him, lasting until 2006. He wasn't as good a hitter as Williams (shocking, I know), but he was a member of 4 Yankee World Championship teams: 1943, '47, '49 and '50. Unfortunately, he's the best of a weak batch at this position in this region, but he was an All-Star in 1947.
LF Hank Greenberg of The Bronx, and that Borough's James Monroe High School. He mainly played 1st base, but he played left field almost exclusively in 1940, '41 and '45, as the Tigers tried to find a place where Rudy York, a good slugger but a born DH in a pre-DH world, could do the least damage on the field.
He won AL MVP awards in 1935 and 1940 – the former at 1st base, the latter in left field, becoming the 1st player to win MVPs at 2 different positions. (Only one has done it since, Robin Yount.) Besides, if I didn't move Hank to left field, he wouldn't even have started ahead of Lou Gehrig, his idol and the reason the Yankees didn't pursue this great slugger growing up in their own backyard.
Because the Yankees already had Gehrig, they didn't pursue Greenberg. The Detroit Tigers did, and he came through for them big-time. In 1934, he hit 63 doubles (2nd-highest total in MLB history), and helped them win their 1st Pennant in 25 years, despite missing a key game down the stretch because it fell on Yom Kippur, the holiest day in the Jewish calendar. (This was a year before Sandy Koufax was born, and 31 years before Koufax would do the same on the day of Game 1 of the World Series.)
In 1935, he won the AL MVP and led them to their 1st World Championship, although he was injured during the World Series. In 1937, he had a whopping 183 RBIs, 1 off Gehrig's AL record. In 1938, he hit 58 home runs, and for a while it looked like he might break Babe Ruth's record of 60. In 1940, he won the MVP and led the Tigers to another Pennant.
Then he became the 1st baseball All-Star to enlist in the armed forces, in anticipation of World War II. Discharged in the middle of the 1945 season, he rejoined the Tigers, and hit a grand slam on the last day of the regular season to win the Pennant, and the Tigers won the World Series as well.
A bad back led him to retire after 1946, but the Pittsburgh Pirates talked him out of it by offering him baseball's 1st $100,000-a-year contract. (That's worth just over $1 million today.) As a Pirate, he mentored young slugger Ralph Kiner (who would also have to retire early because of a bad back), and told Dodger rookie Jackie Robinson, as only he with his background of facing horrible anti-Semitism possibly could, that he understood what Jackie was going through, earning him Jackie's permanent admiration.
The original "Hammerin' Hank" walked away after that season, with a .313 batting average, a 158 OPS+, and 1,628 hits and 331 home runs, despite having played only enough games to add up to 10 full seasons. He then joined Bill Veeck in the front office of the Cleveland Indians, mentored Jewish slugger Al Rosen (yet another victim of a bad back), helped build the Indians' 1948 World Champions, and joined Veeck again to build the Chicago White Sox' 1959 Pennant winners. Late in life, he became one of the nation's foremost players in senior-citizens' tennis tournaments.
He was elected to the Hall of Fame, and the Tigers retired his Number 5. This coming New Year's Day, January 1, 2011, will be the 100th Anniversary of the birth of this great American. Hank Greenberg: The Story of My Life, edited by New York Times columnist Ira Berkow, is one of the classics of sports literature.
Oh yeah, one more thing to thank Hank for: His son Steve Greenberg, a good ballplayer whose career was ended by injury before he could reach the majors, founded Classic Sports Network, which became ESPN Classic. Having settled in the Los Angeles area, Hank is buried there.
CF Elliott Maddox of Union, Union County, New Jersey. Considering that New York has been home to such center fielders as Earle Combs, Joe DiMaggio, Pete Reiser, Duke Snider, Willie Mays, Mickey Mantle, Tommie Agee, Mickey Rivers, Mookie Wilson, Lenny Dykstra and Bernie Williams, you'd think there'd be a better Tri-State Area native at the position.
But Maddox is the best -- even though, with the unrelated Garry in Philadelphia, he wasn't even the best center fielder named Maddox in his era. Not that it was all his fault: In 1975, playing for the Yankees at Shea Stadium while the original Yankee Stadium was being renovated, he slipped on the wet grass and wrecked his knee. He was in the middle of his 2nd straight .300 season, but he was never the same. Almost literally adding insult to injury, his last 3 seasons, 1978-80, were back at Shea, with a horrible Mets team.
RF Willie Keeler of Brooklyn. At 5-foot-4 and 140 pounds (maybe), Wee Willie is the smallest player in the Hall of Fame. But he was big at the plate, batting .341 lifetime, OPS+ of 126, 2,932 hits, and in 1897 had a a .424 batting average and a 44-game hitting streak -- although this has been matched by Pete Rose and surpassed by DiMaggio, no NLer has ever had a longer one.
He debuted with the Giants in 1892, making him the earliest player on The Sporting News' 100 Greatest Baseball Players named in 1999, and played his last game with the Giants in 1910, not just 100 years ago but 89 years prior to that TSN poll. In between, he helped the NL version of the Baltimore Orioles win Pennants in 1894, '95 and '96; his hometown Brooklyn Superbas win Pennants in 1899 and 1900 (since there was no other league at the time, these would be the last "world championships" the team later known as the Dodgers would win until 1955), and moved to the Highlanders (the future Yankees) and became their 1st hitting star, nearly helping them win AL Pennants in 1904 and '06. He is probably best remembered for his philosophy of hitting: "Keep your eye clear, and hit 'em where they ain't" -- "they" being opposing fielders.
He died in 1923, and was one of the 1st Hall of Fame inductees, in 1939. He is buried at Calvary Cemetery in Woodside, Queens, also the final resting place of fellow Hall-of-Famer Mickey Welch; former Governor Alfred E. Smith, the 1st Catholic major-party candidate for President; and all 3 New York City politicians named Robert F. Wagner: the Senator who wrote the Social Security and National Labor Relations Acts, his son the 1954-65 Mayor who let the Dodgers and Giants get away and then fought to bring the Mets in, and his son who served as President of the Board of Education.
Honorable Mention to Rocky Colavito of The Bronx, and that Borough's Theodore Roosevelt High School -- also the alma mater of my grandfather, George Goldberg, who played on its City Champion basketball team in 1924. A 6-time All-Star, Colavito had one of the best outfield arms ever, led the AL in homers with 42 in 1959, nearly leading the Indians to the Pennant, was controversially traded to the Tigers just before the next season, had career highs with 45 homers and 140 RBIs in 1961 as the Tigers had their best season between 1945 and 1967; had 6 100-RBI seasons, and battled injuries for the rest of his career, finishing in 1968 with his boyhood team, even pitching and winning a game for the Yankees.
He hit 374 home runs and had an OPS+ of 132. After being traded by Indians GM Frank Lane, for reasons only Lane ever knew, the Indians, so close to the previous year's Pennant, did not get into another Pennant race until 1994. His popularity was enormous in Northern Ohio, and fans were furious over the trade, the only time a defending league home run champion was traded for a defending batting champion, Harvey Kuenn. (Since Al Kaline wore Number 6 in Detroit, Colavito and Kuenn even swapped numbers, Colavito taking Number 7.) Cleveland-area newspaper columnist Terry Pluto titled a book about the Indians The Curse of Rocky Colavito.
Now 77 and living near Reading, Pennsylvania, Colavito remains proud that the fans love him and hate the long-dead Lane. The Indians, no longer having any connection with Lane, elected him to their team Hall of Fame, although his Number 6 remains in circulation.
C Joe Torre of Brooklyn, and that Borough's St. Francis Prep. He wasn't quite Hall of Fame quality as a player, but close. He debuted with the Milwaukee Braves in 1960, while his older brother Frank Torre was their 1st baseman. He was runner-up to Cubs star Billy Williams for NL Rookie of the Year in 1961.
Moving with the Braves in 1966, he hit the 1st big-league home run in Atlanta-Fulton County Stadium. Traded to the St. Louis Cardinals for Orlando Cepeda after the 1968 season, he just missed a Cardinal Pennant and a Brave NL West title. He was a 9-time All-Star, a 1965 Gold Glove winner, and the 1971 NL MVP, winning the batting title with a .363 average -- no NL righthander has topped that since. He finished his career with the Mets, playing mostly 3rd base and 1st base.
As you might guess, Joe is also the manager of this team. One of the game's last player-managers, he was named Met manager in 1977. Not having the horses, he was fired in 1980. He was picked up by the Braves, and managed them to the NL West title in 1982 and almost to another in '83, but was fired in '85.
He became a broadcaster, and played himself as such in the film Taking Care of Business, in which the Cubs beat the Angels in the World Series. (At the time, the Angels even being IN a World Series was "fantasy baseball" -- for the Cubs, it still is.) He managed the Cardinals for a few years, without reaching the postseason, and was fired in 1995. He thought he was done. He'd managed all 3 times for whom he played. "I ran out of teams," he said. He'd been involved in over 4,200 games as a player and manager without ever appearing in a World Series -- a record.
Then the Yankees threw him a lifeline. The New York Daily News, on its back page, called him "CLUELESS JOE." I was also against the hiring. Well, as Yogi Berra taught us, "In baseball, you don't know nothin'." Joe won the World Series in 1996, 1998, 1999 and 2000; Pennants in 2001 and 2003; AL East titles in 2002, 2004, 2005 and 2006; and Wild Card berths in 1997 and 2007.
After receiving an offer of a pay cut from Yankee management, he moved on to the Dodgers, and won NL West titles in 2008 and '09. Now retired, he's not yet eligible for the Hall of Fame, but he will be in. Hopefully, the Yankees will retire his Number 6 and give him a Monument Park Plaque while he's still alive to receive it.
Starting Rotation
Waite Hoyt of Brooklyn, and that Borough's Erasmus Hall High School. He was one of the players Harry Frazee sold from the Red Sox to the Yankees. Big mistake: He won 237 games, 10 of them for the Red Sox and 157 for the Yankees. He won Pennants in 1921, '22, '23, '26, '27 and '28. He won another with the A's in '31. He won the World Series in '23, '27 and '28. He was the 1st great pitcher of a "dynastic" Yankee team. Hall of Fame, although, surprisingly, no Plaque in Monument Park. Closed his career with his hometown Dodgers.
He became one of the 1st former players to become a broadcaster (though not the first, as his Baseball-Reference.com page claims: That was Jack Graney of the Indians), calling games for the Cincinnati Reds from 1940 to 1965. The Reds elected him to their team Hall of Fame.
Hank Borowy of Bloomfield, Essex County, New Jersey. My original hometown. I had Billy Johnson from Bloomfield's arch-rival, Montclair, so I had to have a proud Bengal, Class of '34. A member of a high school football team that went 9-0 and outscored its opponents 325-6 in his senior year (1933-34), he went to Fordham, and helped the Yankees win the 1942 Pennant and the 1943 World Series.
He had a rare season winning 20 games spread over both Leagues in 1945, with the Yankees and then, after a trade, to the Cubs. (This would be matched by Indian-turned-Cub Rick Sutcliffe in 1984.) He helped the Cubs win (still) their last Pennant, but was overused in the World Series, and had nothing left in Game 7, and got bombed. He came close to another Pennant in 1950: He started the season with the Phillies, who won in the NL; closed it with the Tigers, who finished 2nd in the NL; in between, pitched for the Pirates.
He finished his career at 108-82. He went into the insurance business, and, ironically since he grew up in my old home town, lived the last few years of his life in Brick, Ocean County, New Jersey -- where my grandparents moved after leaving North Jersey, and died in the same hospital as my Grandma.
Edward Charles "Whitey" Ford of Queens, and the Manhattan High School of Aviation. The all-time winningest Yankee pitcher, and the all-time winningest pitcher in World Series play with 10, he was nicknamed the Chairman of the Board, a nickname he shared with his favorite singer, Frank Sinatra.
With a career record of 236-106, his .690 winning percentage is the highest ever among pitchers with at least 300 decisions. His 2.75 ERA is the lowest of any starting pitcher in the post-1920 Lively Ball Era. ERA+ 133, WHIP 1.215. Won World Series with the Yankees in 1950, '53 (missing '51 and '52 due to serving in the Korean War), '56, '58, '61 and '62. From 1960 to '62, pitched 33 2/3 consecutive scoreless innings -- still a World Series record, although Mariano Rivera now holds the postseason record. Hall of Fame, Monument Park, Number 16 retired.
My grandmother, then named Grace Darton, grew up as a Dodger fan in South Jamaica, Queens, and, like any good Dodger fan, hated the Yankees. Hated Joe DiMaggio. Hated Yogi Berra. Really hated Casey Stengel. Had no use for Mickey Mantle. But 2 Yankees, she loved: Phil Rizzuto and Whitey Ford. She likes that they were "scrappy," and that Whitey, in an oft-used phrase, was a "money pitcher." Maybe it also had to do with both of them also coming from Queens.
Steve Blass of Housatonic, Litchfield County, Connecticut. From age 27 to 30, he was one of the best pitchers in the game, including going the distance to win Game 7 of the 1971 World Series with the Pittsburgh Pirates. He also helped get the Bucs to the NLCS in '70 and '72. But in '73, he totally lost it. In 1 season, despite the Pirates still being a very good-hitting and good-fielding team, his record went from 19-8 to 3-9, his ERA from 2.49 to 9.85 (nope, that's not a misprint), his ERA+ from 135 to 36 (also not a typo), and his WHIP from 1.246 to 2.177.
What happened? No one, even Blass himself, has ever figured it out. The team lost Roberto Clemente to an off-season plane crash, but that didn't affect any other player the same way. There was no injury, no illness, no problem in his personal life, nothing to explain his sudden loss of control. When a player suddenly loses it, without any logical explanation, it is now known as "Steve Blass Disease." Blass became a broadcaster for the Pirates, although he now does only home games.
Andy Messersmith of Toms River, Ocean County, New Jersey. He is 1 of only 2 pitchers to win 20 for both Los Angeles area teams – and, in 1972, he was traded from the Angels to the Dodgers for the other, Bill Singer. A 4-time All-Star, he was runner-up to his teammate Mike Marshall for the 1974 NL Cy Young Award (20-6, 2.59 and leading the NL with a 1.098 WHIP), and pitched in the World Series.
He pitched 1975 without a contract to test the reserve clause, and, only 29 years old and one of the game's top starters at the time, he had a lot to lose. He won, and the reserve clause was deservedly dead.
He signed with the Braves... but injuries doomed him after that. He did pitch for the Yankees in 1978, but was limited to 6 games and did not appear in the postseason. He had his last productive season at 30 and threw his last pitch at 33. His career record was 130-99, but he should have been able to put up near-Hall of Fame numbers. He is now the baseball coach at Cabrillo College in Northern California.
Honorable Mention to Chester Cornelius "Chet" or "Red" Hoff of Ossining, Westchester County, New York. Born on May 8, 1891, he reached the majors on September 6, 1911, pitching for the New York Highlanders – not yet officially the Yankees – at Hilltop Park in Washington Heights, against the Detroit Tigers. He struck out the 1st batter he faced: "I didn't know who he was no more than the man in the moon until the next morning. I picked up The New York Journal, and the big red headline in the paper says, 'Hoff Strikes Out Ty Cobb.' Boy! I couldn't believe it at first. It was the biggest thrill I ever had."
He remained in the majors until 1915, only 24, and had a career record of 2-4. He stayed on for a while in the minors, pitching well in Rochester, Salt Lake City and Kansas City, but threw his last professional pitch at 27.
So what's the big deal? Well, after working for Rand McNally mapmakers in Ossining, he retired to Florida, and returned to New York for the dedication of a plaque at Columbia-Presbyterian Medical Center, built on the site of Hilltop Park, in 1993. He was 102 years old. He lived to be 107, until September 17, 1998. He was the last living player to have played in the pre-1920 Dead Ball Era, and is believed to be the longest-lived former major league athlete in North American history.
Honorable Mention to Johnny Vander Meer of Midland Park, Bergen County, New Jersey. Best known for pitching the only pair of back-to-back no-hitters in MLB history, June 11 & 15, 1938, for the Cincinnati Reds. The 2nd was against the Dodgers at Ebbets Field, in the 1st night game in New York's major-league history.
Vander Meer was interviewed for John P. Carmichael's classic 1945 book My Greatest Day In Baseball, and said that those no-hitters weren't his career highlight, because he got sent down in 1939, but came back up, and redeemed himself by pitching the Pennant clincher. The Reds won another Pennant in 1940, and won the World Series. Like another no-hit hero, Don Larsen, he was slightly below .500 for his career. (In fact, their records were very close: Larsen was 114-118, Vander Meer was 119-121.) But Vander Meer had 5 seasons of at least 15 wins, and made 4 All-Star teams. His achievement was a fluke, but he was still, often, a very good pitcher.
Honorable Mention to Frank "Spec" Shea of Naugatuck, New Haven County, Connecticut. "The Naugatuck Nugget" went 14-5 for the Yankees in his rookie season, 1947. He became the first, and still only, Yankee rookie to start Game 1 or Game 7 of a World Series, and was a member of World Championship teams in 1947, '49 and '51 (missing '50 due to service in the Korean War). Just 56-46 for his career, but his achievements are enough to get him an Honorable Mention here.
Honorable Mention to Johnny Kucks of Jersey City, Hudson County, New Jersey. In 1956 he went 18-9 and pitched a shutout in Game 7 of the World Series. He was also a part of the Yankees' 1958 World Champions.
Honorable Mention to Al Downing of Trenton, Mercer County, New Jersey. He would probably go on the Philadelphia all-time regional team if he hadn't pitched for the Yankees. But he did, and thus became the Yankees' 1st black pitcher. He had September call-ups in the 1961 and '62 World Championship seasons but didn't appear in the World Series and didn't get a ring. He did pitch in the '63 and '64 Series, and led the AL in strikeouts in '64.
He went 123-107 for his career, including 20-9 for the Dodgers in 1971. He is probably best known, though, for giving up Hank Aaron's record-breaking 715th career home run in 1974, but he did pitch in that year's World Series. I was at Trenton's Waterfront Park a few years ago when he was inducted into the Trenton Baseball Hall of Fame, and he threw out the first pitch. Not a bad slider for a man in his early 60s. He now works in the Dodger organization.
Honorable Mention to Downing's Yankee teammate, Jim Bouton of Rochelle Park, Bergen County, New Jersey. He grew up in Jersey as a Giants fan, then the family moved to the Chicago suburbs, but I'm keeping him here. He helped the Yankees win the 1962 World Series and the '63 and '64 Pennants -- going 39-20 in those 2 seasons, plus winning Games 3 and 6 of the '64 Series. He was just 26 going into the 1965 season. But he hurt his elbow, and his fastball was gone. He switched to the knuckleball, and by 1969 was exiled to an expansion team, the Seattle Pilots.
He kept a diary of that season, which was published early the next season as Ball Four. An injury ended his career that season -- not the backlash against the book, which never "named names" of players who cheated on their wives or were openly bigoted. What he did do was show that players were human, lusty, profane, and didn't like getting pushed around by authority figures such as team owners and the Commissioner of Baseball, the clueless Bowie Kuhn.
Bouton became a sportscaster for WABC-Channel 7's Eyewitness News, then had a brief comeback in 1978 with Ted Turner's Atlanta Braves -- pitching at age 39 when he hadn't done so in the majors since 31. He and a former minor-league teammate invented a gum called Big League Chew, and he has written other books since. But Ball Four will live forever, because he took a lot of stuffed shirts, and he smoked 'em inside. You think he doesn't belong on this team? Yeah, surrrre! Take a hike, son!
Honorable Mention to John Montefusco of Long Branch, Monmouth County, New Jersey. With his name and his team, the San Francisco Giants, he became known as "the Count of Montefusco," "the Count of Monte Frisco," or just "the Count." Fortunately, he was good enough to get ahead in the count. He was NL Rookie of the Year in 1975 and pitched a no-hitter for the Giants in 1976. But injuries took their toll, and he was done at 36, closing his career with the Yankees in 1986, at 90-83.
Honorable Mention to Charles Nagy of Fairfield, Fairfield County, Connecticut. Winner of 129 games, all for the Indians, he helped them reach the postseason in 1995, '96, '97, '98, '99 and 2001. Unfortunately, he is best known for his relief appearance in Game 7 of the 1997 World Series where, Jose Mesa having already blown a 9th-inning lead, Nagy ended up as the losing pitcher in the 11th. He is in the Indians' team Hall of Fame, and is now the pitching coach of the Arizona Diamondbacks.
Bullpen
Johnny Murphy of The Bronx, and that Borough's Fordham Prep and Fordham University. One of the 1st great relief pitchers, helped the Yankees win Pennants in 1936, '37, '38, '39, '41, '42 and '43, winning the World Series in all but '42. Known as "Grandma" because his windup seemed to resemble the motion of a rocking chair, he may also have been the 1st reliever to be called "the Fireman" because he seemed to be putting out fires. (Some sources have his successor as Yankee relief ace, Joe Page, being the first to receive the nickname.)
Joined the Mets' front office at their beginning (as a business, anyway) in 1961. Appointed GM in 1967, hired Gil Hodges as manager; between them, they were more responsible than anyone for turning "the worst team in baseball history" (not really, it just seemed like it to those with short memories) into the 1969 World Championship "Miracle.") Sadly, he died just 3 months later.
Casimir James "Jim" Konstanty of Strykersville, Wyoming County, New York. Warren Spahn of Buffalo is in the Hall of Fame, and Sal Maglie of Niagara Falls probably would have won the NL's Cy Young Award had it existed in 1951, and Orel Hershiser was born in Buffalo but grew up in Cherry Hill, South Jersey. Jim Konstanty is the only Western New Yorker to win either League's MVP award, in 1950, and the 1st reliever from anywhere to do so – he would remain the only one until Mike Marshall in 1974.
He was the relief ace of the Phillies' "Whiz Kids" that won the team's only Pennant between 1915 and 1980. He pitched in the 1950 World Series against the Yankees and in the 1955 World Series for them, although he never won a title.
Elroy Face of Stephentown, Rensselaer County, New York. The longtime relief ace of the Pittsburgh Pirates, he is believed to be the 1st pitcher to throw the forkball, a very nasty breaking pitch that was the progenitor of the split-fingered fastball. He claimed to have learned it from a Pirate teammate, the aforementioned former Yankee Joe Page.
In 1959, he set a record for single-season winning percentage, going 18-1 for .947. In 1960, he went 10-8 with 24 saves, and the Pirates won their 1st World Series in 35 years, with Face saving 3 of their 4 wins. (Only John Wetteland has topped that, but a few others have matched it, including fellow Pirate Kent Tekulve and Mariano Rivera.) A 3-time All-Star, he almost closed his career with another World Champion, the 1968 Detroit Tigers, but got into only 2 games and did not receive a World Series ring. Instead, he was chosen in the expansion draft by the Montreal Expos. He became a carpenter, and still attends sports memorabilia shows.
Ron Perranoski of Fair Lawn, Bergen County, New Jersey. I almost put him with the Mets' team, but was signed by the Dodgers in 1958, their 1st year in Los Angeles, thus throwing organizational ties out of the way; and, as I'm unaware of what team he rooted for growing up, and he's white, it falls to geography, so he's on the Yankees' team.
He was a superb 16-3 with a 1.67 ERA and 21 saves for the Dodgers' 1963 World Champions, and was also a member of their 1965 World Champions, their 1966 Pennant winners, and the Minnesota Twins' 1969 and '70 AL West Champions. He led the AL in saves in both of those seasons, finishing with 179 for his career.
He became one of the game's top pitching coaches, first for the Dodgers, then for the Giants, and is now a member of the Giants' front office, making him the only man to have a World Series ring from both the Los Angeles edition of the Dodgers and the San Francisco edition of the Giants.
And that's it. It's done. All 30 teams, plus one for Puerto Rico. I suppose I could do an All-Far East team, but that would be inadvisable on December 7, the anniversary of the bombing of Pearl Harbor.
That would give me 32 teams, though. Shall we have a tournament?
Saturday, December 4, 2010
Ron Santo, 1940-2010
Here in the New York Tri-State Area, we had a man named Phil Rizzuto. He was once a great star player for one of our baseball teams, the New York Yankees. Then he spent decades as a beloved broadcaster. For years, he waited to be elected to the Hall of Fame. Finally, at age 76, he was. He lived another 13 years.
Nearby, in the Delaware Valley, they had a man named Rich Ashburn. He was once a great star player for their baseball teams, the Philadelphia Phillies. Then he spent decades as a beloved broadcaster. For years, he waited to be elected to the Hall of Fame. Finally, at age 68, he was. He lived another 2 years.
In Chicago -- or "Chicagoland," as the metropolitan area is sometimes known -- they had a man named Ron Santo. He was once a great star player for one of their baseball teams, the Chicago Cubs. Then he spent decades as a beloved broadcaster. For years, he waited to be elected to the Hall of Fame.
That did not happen in his lifetime. He died this week, at age 70. He still isn't in. You blew it, Hall of Fame.
Does Santo really deserve to be in the Hall of Fame? I'm not going to cite his broadcasting, because that's hard to measure. But by looking at his playing statistics, we can see some things and make some conclusions.
Ronald Edward Santo was born on February 25, 1940 in Seattle, Washington. He graduated from Franklin High School in Seattle, Class of 1958, and was signed by the Cubs as an amateur free agent in 1959.
Other prominent Franklin High graduates include former All-Star pitcher and 1961 Pennant-winning Cincinnati Reds manager Fred Hutchinson, former St. Louis Cardinals running back Terry Metcalf, former Jets cornerback James Hasty, former NFL single-game rushing yardage record-holder Corey Dillon, basketball player Jason Terry, noted Seattle sportswriter Royal Brougham, actor Keye Luke, saxophone player Kenny G, former Washington Governor and U.S. Secretary of Commerce Gary Locke and former Budget Director Franklin Raines.
Ron Santo made his major league debut with the Cubs on June 26, 1960 -- meaning he was a part of Cub fans' lives for half a century. He remained with the Cubs until 1973, and spent his last season across town with the White Sox, playing his finale on September 29, 1974.
He was 6 feet even, and during his playing days was 190 pounds. He batted and threw righthanded, and while he also played a few games at 1st base, 2nd base, shortstop and left field, he played most of his games at 3rd base.
His lifetime batting average was .277. Nothing to write home about. But he did have 4 seasons batting .300 or higher, peaking with .313 in 1964. His career OPS+ -- that's on-base percentage plus slugging percentage, in comparison to the rest of the league -- was 125, meaning it was 25 percent better than the average player in MLB at the time.
He collected 2,254 hits in 15 seasons. He hit 342 home runs, and before you remind me that the wind blows out at Wrigley Field and the power alleys are very close, 368 feet from home plate, let me remind you that, half the time, the wind blows in, and the foul poles are 355 (left) and 353 (right) feet from home plate, making it a pitcher's park every bit as often as it's a hitter's park. He peaked with 33 home runs in 1965. In 4 seasons, he had at least 100 RBIs -- and in 3 others, he had at least 98, peaking at 123 in 1969.
He led the NL in on-base percentage twice, walks 4 times, sacrifice flies 3 times and triples once. He was named to the All-Star Game in 9 seasons, and 5 times was awarded a Gold Glove -- not easy at the beginning of his career, because Ken Boyer of the St. Louis Cardinals was winning them.
Santo did all of this despite having diabetes. He became the 1st active major league athlete to reveal that he had the disease, presaging such sports stars as Jim "Catfish" Hunter and Bobby Clarke. By a macabre coincidence, the aforementioned Richie Ashburn also had diabetes, although it was not diagnosed until well after he retired as a player, and he likely did not have it at the time.
It was cancer, along with the diabetes having weakened him, that killed Santo; Ashburn's heart was weakened by diabetes, and he suffered a heart attack; Rizzuto, despite being notoriously accident-prone after his playing days, became increasingly frail in his 80s and, while his mind was clear -- those of you who remember his last few years as a broadcaster, save your jokes -- until the end, he spent his last 3 years in a hospice due to organ failure. Essentially, the Scooter died of old age.
Baseball-Reference.com, on its "Hall of Fame Monitor," where a "Likely HOFer" is at 100, has Santo at 88. On its "Hall of Fame Standards," where the "Average HOFer" is at 50, Santo is at 41. In both cases, he falls short.
On their top 10 "Most Similar Batters," none are in the Hall, although some fall just a little short: Dale Murphy, the aforementioned Ken Boyer, Gary Gaetti, Ruben Sierra, Chili Davis, Bobby Bonilla, Brian Downing, Graig Nettles, Ron Cey and Robin Ventura.
There are currently 13 3rd basemen in the Hall of Fame. Three of these are Negro Leaguers, for whom the statistics are woefully incomplete: Jud Wilson, Judy Johnson and Ray Dandridge. The other 10 are, in chronological order:
* Jimmy Collins, 1890s Boston Beaneaters (Braves) and 1900s Boston Pilgrims (Red Sox).
* Frank "Home Run" Baker, 1910s Philadelphia Athletics.
* Harold "Pie" Traynor, 1920s and '30s Pittsburgh Pirates.
* Fred Lindstrom, 1920s and '30s New York Giants.
* George Kell, 1940s and '50s Detroit Tigers.
* Eddie Mathews, 1950s and '60s Milwaukee Braves.
* Brooks Robinson, 1960s and '70s Baltimore Orioles.
* Mike Schmidt, 1970s and '80s Philadelphia Phillies.
* George Brett, 1970s and '80s Kansas City Royals.
* Wade Boggs, 1980s Boston Red Sox and 1990s New York Yankees.
Lindstrom -- often called one of the "Frisch Five" that former teammate Frankie Frisch pushed on his fellow members of the Hall's Veterans Committee in spite of not being worthy enough -- and Kell are borderline candidates, but I wouldn't throw either of them out. Collins (completely) and Baker (almost completely) played in the pre-1920 Dead Ball Era, so their hitting statistics can't really be compared, although Collins was said to be a superb fielder.
But let's judge these guys based on what we do have available, to see where Santo ranks against the 3rd basemen who actually have made the Hall out of MLB.
I'm also going to add 4 players currently active who are now best known as 3rd basemen and, statistically at least, seem headed for the Hall:
* Matt Williams, 1990s San Francisco Giants.
* Larry Wayne "Chipper" Jones Jr., 1990s and 2000s Atlanta Braves.
* Alex Rodriguez, 1990s Seattle Mariners and 2000s New York Yankees.
* Scott Rolen, 1990s Philadelphia Phillies and 2000s St. Louis Cardinals.
I will not, however, add the following players, all of whom were, at least for a time, 3rd basemen: Harmon Killebrew, Dick Allen and Jim Thome are counted as 1st basemen, Pete Rose as a left fielder, Gary Sheffield as a right fielder, and Paul Molitor as a designated hitter.
So, counting those, plus Santo, we're talking about 15 players.
Here's how those 15 rank:
All-Star Game appearances -- excepting Collins and Baker, who preceded its 1933 establishment, and Traynor and Lindstrom, who barely overlapped its start: Santo ranks 8th of 11, ahead of only Chipper, Williams and Rolen. Counting those seasons, 1959 to '62, when there were 2 ASGs a season as only 1: Robinson made 15, Brett and A-Rod (so far) 13, Schmidt and Boggs 12, Kell 10, Matthews and Santo 9, Chipper (so far) 6, Williams and Rolen (so far) 5, Traynor 2.
Postseason appearances -- keeping in mind that this is weighted in favor of those who played in the post-1969 Divisional Play Era and especially in the post-1995 Wild Card Era: Santo is tied for last with Kell, the only 2 who never made it. Chipper has made it 12 times (3 Pennants, 1 World Series win), A-Rod 9 (1 P & WS), Brett 7 (2 P, 1 WS), Williams 7 (2 P, 1 WS), Schmidt 6 (2 P, 1 WS), Boggs 6 (2 P, 1 WS), Baker 6 (6 P, 3 WS), Robinson 6 (4 P, 2 WS), Collins 4 (4 P, 1 WS and that doesn't count 1897 & '98 with the Beaneaters and 1904 with the Red Sox when there was no WS), Mathews 3 (2 P, 1 WS -- plus 1959 when the Braves & Dodgers tied for the P and the Dodgers won a Playoff), Rolen 3 (including this year with the Reds, 1 Pennant & WS), Traynor 2 (2 P), and Lindstrom 2 (2 P, 1 WS).
Seasons in the top 10 in Most Valuable Player voting -- keeping in mind that, when Collins played, there was no MVP of any kind, whereas Baker, Traynor and Lindstrom did have one available to them although it wasn't the current MVP award that started in 1931: Santo ranks in a tie for 6th out of 14. A-Rod 10 (won 3), Schmidt 7 (won 3), Robinson 7 (won 1), Jones 6 (won 1), Traynor 6, Brett 4 (won 1), Mathews, Santo, Boggs and Williams 4 each, Baker and Kell 3 each, Lindstrom 2 and Rolen 1.
OPS+, essentially measuring the player's run-producing ability -- keeping in mind that Collins and Baker (in spite of his "Home Run" nickname) played in the pre-1920 Dead Ball Era: Santo ranks 8th of 15, higher than already-HOFers Collins, Kell, Lindstrom, Traynor and Robinson, and ahead of possibles Rolen and Williams.
Power-Speed Number -- and, no, I have no idea how it's computed, but, again, keep in mind that Collins and Baker were Dead Ball Era players: Santo ranks 12th of 15, ahead of Kell, Robinson and Boggs.
Gold Gloves -- keeping in mind the award didn't start until 1957: Santo ranks 4th of 15, but only 4th of 10 among players who were, essentially, eligible, and 4th of 9 once you consider that A-Rod has still spent the majority of his career at shortstop. Counting only those Gold Gloves won at 3rd: Robinson 16, Schmidt 10, Rolen 8, Santo 5, Williams 4, Boggs and A-Rod 2 each, Brett 1. But the Gold Glove is a lot like the Grammy: The only people who believe in it are the people whose favorite candidate actually won. So let's move on to...
Fielding Percentage -- keeping mind that pre-World War II players had much smaller gloves, so this is weighted toward modern players: Santo ranks 10th of 15. Among the post-World War II (1946-present) 3rd basemen on this list, he is ahead of only Chipper and Brett. Granted, sabermetricians and/or statheads will tell you that fielding percentage is a lousy indicator of fielding ability, so let's move on to...
Fielding Range -- another one where I have no idea how it's computed. Santo ranks 5th of 15, trailing only Collins, Baker, Traynor and Robinson.
And finally, not to be confused with VORP, Value Over Replacement Player -- and, like the great broadcaster Jon Miller, who said so on Ken Burns' Baseball: The Tenth Inning, I have no idea how it's computed...
WAR, Wins Above Replacement, yet another stat where I don't know how it's computed. Santo ranks 8th out of these 15, behind Schmidt, A-Rod, Mathews, Boggs, Brett, Chipper and Robinson, but ahead of Rolen, Baker, Collins, Williams, Traynor, Kell and Lindstrom.
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Does this make Santo sound qualified for the Hall of Fame? Maybe not.
Consider this: There are only 2 3rd basemen in the Hall who were, essentially, his contemporaries, whose careers were centered on the 1960s: Mathews (and I'm being generous here, as he played from 1952 to '68) and Robinson.
Contrast that with other positions in that era:
1st Base, 4: Harmon Killebrew, Orlando Cepeda, Willie McCovey and Willie Stargell. Pops is listed in the Hall's records as a left fielder, but I remember him mainly as a 1st baseman.
Right Field, 4: Hank Aaron, Roberto Clemente, Frank Robinson and Al Kaline.
Left Field, 3: Santo's teammate Billy Williams, Carl Yastrzemski and Lou Brock.
2nd Base, 2: Bill Mazeroski and Joe Morgan.
Shortstop, 2: Luis Aparicio and Ernie Banks, the 2 Chicago players, the latter Santo's teammate.
Center Field, 2: Mickey Mantle and Willie Mays.
Catcher, essentially none: A little overlap at the beginning with Yogi Berra and at the end with Johnny Bench and Carlton Fisk. When Joe Torre goes in, he might be remembered as a manager first and a catcher second, but he'll go in as a manager, not as a player.
Pitchers, 11: Whitey Ford, Hoyt Wilhelm, Sandy Koufax, Don Drysdale, Bob Gibson, Jim Bunning, Juan Marichal, Gaylord Perry, Jim "Catfish" Hunter and Santo's teammate Ferguson "Fergie" Jenkins. Now, 11 seems like a lot, but with the 4-man rotations in place then, divide 11 by 4, and you've got 2.75.
So would it be all that unfair to elect a 3rd 3rd baseman from that era? Especially since, considering when Mathews started, Santo might really be only the 2nd?
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Ron Santo may be best remembered for jumping up and "clicking his heels" after Cub victories in 1969, when they led the National League Eastern Division (in that 1st year of divisional play) for most of the season. A sad footnote was that his diabetes led to the amputations of both his legs below the knee, meaning that, while he was able to walk with prostheses, he no longer had heels to click.
Of course, the Cubs didn't win the NL East in 1969, falling apart in their infamous "September Swoon" and losing to the Mets, symbolized by a series at Shea Stadium where a black cat ran onto the field and around Santo on the on-deck circle. This gave rise to the idea that the Cubs are "cursed," often attributed to a bar owner named William "Billy Goat" Sianis.
From that 1969 Cubs team, Ernie Banks, Billy Williams and Ferguson Jenkins have been elected to the Hall of Fame. (As has their manager, Leo Durocher, although that was for things he did well before he got there.) If they had won even the Pennant, it might have been different, and Santo might have gotten in.
"New York didn't need that Pennant," the great newspaper columnist Mike Royko, then with the Chicago Daily News, wrote. "All Chicago wanted was that one lousy Pennant. It would have kept us happy until the end of the century. But New York took it from us, and I can never forgive them for that."
But Santo did not get in while he was still alive. The Cubs retired his Number 10, but he did not get into the Hall. According to the rules of the Veterans Committee, he will not be eligible on the ballot this coming week, but will next be eligible in the Veterans Committee election of 2012.
Meanwhile, the Boston Red Sox, who hadn't won the World Series since 1918, have done so twice (albeit fraudulently), in 2004 and 2007. The Chicago White Sox, Chicago's "other team," hadn't won one since 1917, and won it in 2005 (and still get outdrawn by the Cubs). The San Francisco Giants, who hadn't won one since 1954 (as the New York Giants), won this year. The Cubs still haven't won a World Series since 1908. Since Roosevelt was President. Theodore Roosevelt.
The Texas Rangers, who had never won a Pennant, won one this year. The Cubs still haven't won one since 1945.
Maybe the Cubs really are cursed. Maybe the idea of the Cubs being cursed isn't all that funny anymore.
P.S.: Keith did a great job last night on Countdown with Keith Olbermann, giving his (not really) Worst Person in the World "award" to the Hall voters.
Face it, when you beat out an oil company (Hess, who fired a man who chased down the bastard who robbed the station and got him arrested, for leaving his post?!?) and a Republican Senator (Scott Brown, who said he wanted to help the unemployed, then voted against extending unemployment benefits, then went off to host a $100-a-plate Christmas party), you've really scraped the bottom of the barrel.
UPDATE: Ron Santo was cremated, and his ashes were scattered on the playing surface at Wrigley Field. On August 10, 2011, a statue of him was dedicated outside the ballpark. On December 5, 2011, he was finally elected to the Baseball Hall of Fame by the Golden Era Committee.
About time.
Nearby, in the Delaware Valley, they had a man named Rich Ashburn. He was once a great star player for their baseball teams, the Philadelphia Phillies. Then he spent decades as a beloved broadcaster. For years, he waited to be elected to the Hall of Fame. Finally, at age 68, he was. He lived another 2 years.
In Chicago -- or "Chicagoland," as the metropolitan area is sometimes known -- they had a man named Ron Santo. He was once a great star player for one of their baseball teams, the Chicago Cubs. Then he spent decades as a beloved broadcaster. For years, he waited to be elected to the Hall of Fame.
That did not happen in his lifetime. He died this week, at age 70. He still isn't in. You blew it, Hall of Fame.
Does Santo really deserve to be in the Hall of Fame? I'm not going to cite his broadcasting, because that's hard to measure. But by looking at his playing statistics, we can see some things and make some conclusions.
Ronald Edward Santo was born on February 25, 1940 in Seattle, Washington. He graduated from Franklin High School in Seattle, Class of 1958, and was signed by the Cubs as an amateur free agent in 1959.
Other prominent Franklin High graduates include former All-Star pitcher and 1961 Pennant-winning Cincinnati Reds manager Fred Hutchinson, former St. Louis Cardinals running back Terry Metcalf, former Jets cornerback James Hasty, former NFL single-game rushing yardage record-holder Corey Dillon, basketball player Jason Terry, noted Seattle sportswriter Royal Brougham, actor Keye Luke, saxophone player Kenny G, former Washington Governor and U.S. Secretary of Commerce Gary Locke and former Budget Director Franklin Raines.
Ron Santo made his major league debut with the Cubs on June 26, 1960 -- meaning he was a part of Cub fans' lives for half a century. He remained with the Cubs until 1973, and spent his last season across town with the White Sox, playing his finale on September 29, 1974.
Dick Allen playing for the White Sox? That looks right.
Ron Santo playing for the White Sox? That's so wrong.
He was 6 feet even, and during his playing days was 190 pounds. He batted and threw righthanded, and while he also played a few games at 1st base, 2nd base, shortstop and left field, he played most of his games at 3rd base.
His lifetime batting average was .277. Nothing to write home about. But he did have 4 seasons batting .300 or higher, peaking with .313 in 1964. His career OPS+ -- that's on-base percentage plus slugging percentage, in comparison to the rest of the league -- was 125, meaning it was 25 percent better than the average player in MLB at the time.
He collected 2,254 hits in 15 seasons. He hit 342 home runs, and before you remind me that the wind blows out at Wrigley Field and the power alleys are very close, 368 feet from home plate, let me remind you that, half the time, the wind blows in, and the foul poles are 355 (left) and 353 (right) feet from home plate, making it a pitcher's park every bit as often as it's a hitter's park. He peaked with 33 home runs in 1965. In 4 seasons, he had at least 100 RBIs -- and in 3 others, he had at least 98, peaking at 123 in 1969.
He led the NL in on-base percentage twice, walks 4 times, sacrifice flies 3 times and triples once. He was named to the All-Star Game in 9 seasons, and 5 times was awarded a Gold Glove -- not easy at the beginning of his career, because Ken Boyer of the St. Louis Cardinals was winning them.
Santo did all of this despite having diabetes. He became the 1st active major league athlete to reveal that he had the disease, presaging such sports stars as Jim "Catfish" Hunter and Bobby Clarke. By a macabre coincidence, the aforementioned Richie Ashburn also had diabetes, although it was not diagnosed until well after he retired as a player, and he likely did not have it at the time.
It was cancer, along with the diabetes having weakened him, that killed Santo; Ashburn's heart was weakened by diabetes, and he suffered a heart attack; Rizzuto, despite being notoriously accident-prone after his playing days, became increasingly frail in his 80s and, while his mind was clear -- those of you who remember his last few years as a broadcaster, save your jokes -- until the end, he spent his last 3 years in a hospice due to organ failure. Essentially, the Scooter died of old age.
Baseball-Reference.com, on its "Hall of Fame Monitor," where a "Likely HOFer" is at 100, has Santo at 88. On its "Hall of Fame Standards," where the "Average HOFer" is at 50, Santo is at 41. In both cases, he falls short.
On their top 10 "Most Similar Batters," none are in the Hall, although some fall just a little short: Dale Murphy, the aforementioned Ken Boyer, Gary Gaetti, Ruben Sierra, Chili Davis, Bobby Bonilla, Brian Downing, Graig Nettles, Ron Cey and Robin Ventura.
There are currently 13 3rd basemen in the Hall of Fame. Three of these are Negro Leaguers, for whom the statistics are woefully incomplete: Jud Wilson, Judy Johnson and Ray Dandridge. The other 10 are, in chronological order:
* Jimmy Collins, 1890s Boston Beaneaters (Braves) and 1900s Boston Pilgrims (Red Sox).
* Frank "Home Run" Baker, 1910s Philadelphia Athletics.
* Harold "Pie" Traynor, 1920s and '30s Pittsburgh Pirates.
* Fred Lindstrom, 1920s and '30s New York Giants.
* George Kell, 1940s and '50s Detroit Tigers.
* Eddie Mathews, 1950s and '60s Milwaukee Braves.
* Brooks Robinson, 1960s and '70s Baltimore Orioles.
* Mike Schmidt, 1970s and '80s Philadelphia Phillies.
* George Brett, 1970s and '80s Kansas City Royals.
* Wade Boggs, 1980s Boston Red Sox and 1990s New York Yankees.
Lindstrom -- often called one of the "Frisch Five" that former teammate Frankie Frisch pushed on his fellow members of the Hall's Veterans Committee in spite of not being worthy enough -- and Kell are borderline candidates, but I wouldn't throw either of them out. Collins (completely) and Baker (almost completely) played in the pre-1920 Dead Ball Era, so their hitting statistics can't really be compared, although Collins was said to be a superb fielder.
But let's judge these guys based on what we do have available, to see where Santo ranks against the 3rd basemen who actually have made the Hall out of MLB.
I'm also going to add 4 players currently active who are now best known as 3rd basemen and, statistically at least, seem headed for the Hall:
* Matt Williams, 1990s San Francisco Giants.
* Larry Wayne "Chipper" Jones Jr., 1990s and 2000s Atlanta Braves.
* Alex Rodriguez, 1990s Seattle Mariners and 2000s New York Yankees.
* Scott Rolen, 1990s Philadelphia Phillies and 2000s St. Louis Cardinals.
I will not, however, add the following players, all of whom were, at least for a time, 3rd basemen: Harmon Killebrew, Dick Allen and Jim Thome are counted as 1st basemen, Pete Rose as a left fielder, Gary Sheffield as a right fielder, and Paul Molitor as a designated hitter.
So, counting those, plus Santo, we're talking about 15 players.
Here's how those 15 rank:
All-Star Game appearances -- excepting Collins and Baker, who preceded its 1933 establishment, and Traynor and Lindstrom, who barely overlapped its start: Santo ranks 8th of 11, ahead of only Chipper, Williams and Rolen. Counting those seasons, 1959 to '62, when there were 2 ASGs a season as only 1: Robinson made 15, Brett and A-Rod (so far) 13, Schmidt and Boggs 12, Kell 10, Matthews and Santo 9, Chipper (so far) 6, Williams and Rolen (so far) 5, Traynor 2.
Postseason appearances -- keeping in mind that this is weighted in favor of those who played in the post-1969 Divisional Play Era and especially in the post-1995 Wild Card Era: Santo is tied for last with Kell, the only 2 who never made it. Chipper has made it 12 times (3 Pennants, 1 World Series win), A-Rod 9 (1 P & WS), Brett 7 (2 P, 1 WS), Williams 7 (2 P, 1 WS), Schmidt 6 (2 P, 1 WS), Boggs 6 (2 P, 1 WS), Baker 6 (6 P, 3 WS), Robinson 6 (4 P, 2 WS), Collins 4 (4 P, 1 WS and that doesn't count 1897 & '98 with the Beaneaters and 1904 with the Red Sox when there was no WS), Mathews 3 (2 P, 1 WS -- plus 1959 when the Braves & Dodgers tied for the P and the Dodgers won a Playoff), Rolen 3 (including this year with the Reds, 1 Pennant & WS), Traynor 2 (2 P), and Lindstrom 2 (2 P, 1 WS).
Seasons in the top 10 in Most Valuable Player voting -- keeping in mind that, when Collins played, there was no MVP of any kind, whereas Baker, Traynor and Lindstrom did have one available to them although it wasn't the current MVP award that started in 1931: Santo ranks in a tie for 6th out of 14. A-Rod 10 (won 3), Schmidt 7 (won 3), Robinson 7 (won 1), Jones 6 (won 1), Traynor 6, Brett 4 (won 1), Mathews, Santo, Boggs and Williams 4 each, Baker and Kell 3 each, Lindstrom 2 and Rolen 1.
OPS+, essentially measuring the player's run-producing ability -- keeping in mind that Collins and Baker (in spite of his "Home Run" nickname) played in the pre-1920 Dead Ball Era: Santo ranks 8th of 15, higher than already-HOFers Collins, Kell, Lindstrom, Traynor and Robinson, and ahead of possibles Rolen and Williams.
Power-Speed Number -- and, no, I have no idea how it's computed, but, again, keep in mind that Collins and Baker were Dead Ball Era players: Santo ranks 12th of 15, ahead of Kell, Robinson and Boggs.
Gold Gloves -- keeping in mind the award didn't start until 1957: Santo ranks 4th of 15, but only 4th of 10 among players who were, essentially, eligible, and 4th of 9 once you consider that A-Rod has still spent the majority of his career at shortstop. Counting only those Gold Gloves won at 3rd: Robinson 16, Schmidt 10, Rolen 8, Santo 5, Williams 4, Boggs and A-Rod 2 each, Brett 1. But the Gold Glove is a lot like the Grammy: The only people who believe in it are the people whose favorite candidate actually won. So let's move on to...
Fielding Percentage -- keeping mind that pre-World War II players had much smaller gloves, so this is weighted toward modern players: Santo ranks 10th of 15. Among the post-World War II (1946-present) 3rd basemen on this list, he is ahead of only Chipper and Brett. Granted, sabermetricians and/or statheads will tell you that fielding percentage is a lousy indicator of fielding ability, so let's move on to...
Fielding Range -- another one where I have no idea how it's computed. Santo ranks 5th of 15, trailing only Collins, Baker, Traynor and Robinson.
And finally, not to be confused with VORP, Value Over Replacement Player -- and, like the great broadcaster Jon Miller, who said so on Ken Burns' Baseball: The Tenth Inning, I have no idea how it's computed...
WAR, Wins Above Replacement, yet another stat where I don't know how it's computed. Santo ranks 8th out of these 15, behind Schmidt, A-Rod, Mathews, Boggs, Brett, Chipper and Robinson, but ahead of Rolen, Baker, Collins, Williams, Traynor, Kell and Lindstrom.
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Does this make Santo sound qualified for the Hall of Fame? Maybe not.
Consider this: There are only 2 3rd basemen in the Hall who were, essentially, his contemporaries, whose careers were centered on the 1960s: Mathews (and I'm being generous here, as he played from 1952 to '68) and Robinson.
Contrast that with other positions in that era:
1st Base, 4: Harmon Killebrew, Orlando Cepeda, Willie McCovey and Willie Stargell. Pops is listed in the Hall's records as a left fielder, but I remember him mainly as a 1st baseman.
Right Field, 4: Hank Aaron, Roberto Clemente, Frank Robinson and Al Kaline.
Left Field, 3: Santo's teammate Billy Williams, Carl Yastrzemski and Lou Brock.
2nd Base, 2: Bill Mazeroski and Joe Morgan.
Shortstop, 2: Luis Aparicio and Ernie Banks, the 2 Chicago players, the latter Santo's teammate.
Center Field, 2: Mickey Mantle and Willie Mays.
Catcher, essentially none: A little overlap at the beginning with Yogi Berra and at the end with Johnny Bench and Carlton Fisk. When Joe Torre goes in, he might be remembered as a manager first and a catcher second, but he'll go in as a manager, not as a player.
Pitchers, 11: Whitey Ford, Hoyt Wilhelm, Sandy Koufax, Don Drysdale, Bob Gibson, Jim Bunning, Juan Marichal, Gaylord Perry, Jim "Catfish" Hunter and Santo's teammate Ferguson "Fergie" Jenkins. Now, 11 seems like a lot, but with the 4-man rotations in place then, divide 11 by 4, and you've got 2.75.
So would it be all that unfair to elect a 3rd 3rd baseman from that era? Especially since, considering when Mathews started, Santo might really be only the 2nd?
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Ron Santo may be best remembered for jumping up and "clicking his heels" after Cub victories in 1969, when they led the National League Eastern Division (in that 1st year of divisional play) for most of the season. A sad footnote was that his diabetes led to the amputations of both his legs below the knee, meaning that, while he was able to walk with prostheses, he no longer had heels to click.
Of course, the Cubs didn't win the NL East in 1969, falling apart in their infamous "September Swoon" and losing to the Mets, symbolized by a series at Shea Stadium where a black cat ran onto the field and around Santo on the on-deck circle. This gave rise to the idea that the Cubs are "cursed," often attributed to a bar owner named William "Billy Goat" Sianis.
From that 1969 Cubs team, Ernie Banks, Billy Williams and Ferguson Jenkins have been elected to the Hall of Fame. (As has their manager, Leo Durocher, although that was for things he did well before he got there.) If they had won even the Pennant, it might have been different, and Santo might have gotten in.
"New York didn't need that Pennant," the great newspaper columnist Mike Royko, then with the Chicago Daily News, wrote. "All Chicago wanted was that one lousy Pennant. It would have kept us happy until the end of the century. But New York took it from us, and I can never forgive them for that."
But Santo did not get in while he was still alive. The Cubs retired his Number 10, but he did not get into the Hall. According to the rules of the Veterans Committee, he will not be eligible on the ballot this coming week, but will next be eligible in the Veterans Committee election of 2012.
Meanwhile, the Boston Red Sox, who hadn't won the World Series since 1918, have done so twice (albeit fraudulently), in 2004 and 2007. The Chicago White Sox, Chicago's "other team," hadn't won one since 1917, and won it in 2005 (and still get outdrawn by the Cubs). The San Francisco Giants, who hadn't won one since 1954 (as the New York Giants), won this year. The Cubs still haven't won a World Series since 1908. Since Roosevelt was President. Theodore Roosevelt.
The Texas Rangers, who had never won a Pennant, won one this year. The Cubs still haven't won one since 1945.
Maybe the Cubs really are cursed. Maybe the idea of the Cubs being cursed isn't all that funny anymore.
P.S.: Keith did a great job last night on Countdown with Keith Olbermann, giving his (not really) Worst Person in the World "award" to the Hall voters.
Face it, when you beat out an oil company (Hess, who fired a man who chased down the bastard who robbed the station and got him arrested, for leaving his post?!?) and a Republican Senator (Scott Brown, who said he wanted to help the unemployed, then voted against extending unemployment benefits, then went off to host a $100-a-plate Christmas party), you've really scraped the bottom of the barrel.
UPDATE: Ron Santo was cremated, and his ashes were scattered on the playing surface at Wrigley Field. On August 10, 2011, a statue of him was dedicated outside the ballpark. On December 5, 2011, he was finally elected to the Baseball Hall of Fame by the Golden Era Committee.
About time.
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Thursday, December 2, 2010
No World Cup for U.K., U.S.: Thanks a Lot, You Stupid Brummies!
Today, FIFA, the governing body for world soccer, awarded the 2018 World Cup to Russia, and the 2022 World Cup to Qatar.
England had been one of the favorites for 2018. Since 2010's was held in South Africa and 2014's will be held in the South American nation of Brazil, it was almost certain to go to somewhere in Europe. And that would have made 2022 sure to go to somewhere other than Europe, South America or Africa. That gave the U.S. and Australia a chance, seeing as how, like England (Great Britain, actually), they have most of the stadiums they need already in place, and strong economies.
Aside from the time difference (an 8 PM start time in Sydney would be a 10 AM in New York), I would've been just fine with Australia hosting it. They did a great job with the 2000 Olympics, and with the facilities they already have, they might not have had to build a single new stadium. It would have been economical, they've got a good transport system despite being a far-flung country (2,500 miles from Sydney to Perth), and with Australia being mostly British by descent anyway, the passionate home fan base is there. It would have been a fine choice, and I would've only been slightly disappointed at not getting it.
That said, I'm really glad it'll be in Brazil next time, only 2 time zones ahead of U.S. Eastern. South Africa did a good job hosting this summer, but it was a bad choice for me, time-wise. A lot further east, Australia would've been an even bigger reminder of why I'm glad it only happens once every 4 years, but they still would have been a far better host than the Russkies and the Sheiks.
Russia? Where Vladimir Putin – a dead ringer for horrible English referee Mike Dean – is first among equals among mobsters? And Eastern Europe is notorious for racism. And for lousy stadiums: Communism may have inspired some great literature and film, but their architecture stinks, especially their athletic facilities.
And Qatar? Home to 1.7 million people (fewer than the city of Houston, or England's Greater Manchester metropolitan area) and al-Jazeera? How many stadiums to they have built already, one? And it's a tiny country: Where are they gonna put said grounds? No booze, and women stay covered up? (In other words, Brazilian women will probably have to stay home, and a lot of other international babes will be rendered useless as well.)
Brazil 2014 will be The Last World Cup. Russia 2018 and Qatar 2022 may be called "World Cups," but FIFA have succeeded in making it a bigger joke than the Olympics. (Come to think of it, Brazil 2016 may be the last one of those worth watching, too.)
I'm disappointed with the U.S. not getting 2022, but I would have been fine with it if '18 and '22 had gone to countries not stuck in the 20th Century (Russia's gangarchy) or the 16th Century (and Qatar is considered liberal only by OPEC standards).
Who's to blame? Charges that FIFA can be bribed have been made before: A lot of people thought South Africa was going to get it for 2006, but it went to Germany instead. A nation with more money, and of course it's the homeland of FIFA President Sepp Blatter. The 2010 Cup was a consolation prize for South Africa, and they did a pretty good job, considering they're poor by comparison (although richer than most other African nations).
England (and thus America) getting stiffed might also have something to do with that Carling Cup Quarterfinal yesterday, a "derby" between the 2 teams of Birmingham, Birmingham City and Aston Villa, won by City 2-1, and at the end the City fans (a.k.a. "Brummies" or "Bluenoses") stormed the field. Sorry, forgot to speak English there: They invaded the pitch. And tore out seats.
The Zulu Army – so named because they were the 1st English hooligan firm to be racially integrated, and also because their original members loved the Michael Caine movie Zulu – lives. In the immortal words of Bowling for Soup, they're still preoccupied with 1985.
So, as an Arsenal fan and an American, I can only say... Thanks a lot, you stupid Brummies! If you hadn't torn up St. Andrews, which I thought you considered to be sacred ground, maybe England, and thus the U.S., would have had a fairer chance! Inbred cunts.
Let the record show that one of America's major steel cities, Birmingham, Alabama, was named for the English steelmaking city of the same name, except we pronounce it BIR-ming-ham, not BIRM-ing-um. As an industrial center, Birmingham, England became a producer of hard rock: Traffic with Steve Winwood, Ozzy Osbourne's original band Black Sabbath, and Judas Priest, whose breakthrough album (in 1980) was titled Britsh Steel and featured the immortal song "Breaking the Law."
I hated Priest as a kid. And Ozzy. And AC/DC, too. What can I say, I grew up. And the music that's come out since has been considerably lesser.
The most famous person from Brum, aside from politicians like Neville Chamberlain and England's answer to George Wallace, the contemptible Enoch "Rivers of Blood" Powell, is probably Ozzy. But he's a Villa fan. Hates the Bluenoses.
Maybe he's not as crazy as we thought.
Although, let's be honest: To answer Bowling for Soup's question, Ozzy became an actor in 1970, when he founded Black Sabbath. He's been playing the Prince of Darkness ever since.
England had been one of the favorites for 2018. Since 2010's was held in South Africa and 2014's will be held in the South American nation of Brazil, it was almost certain to go to somewhere in Europe. And that would have made 2022 sure to go to somewhere other than Europe, South America or Africa. That gave the U.S. and Australia a chance, seeing as how, like England (Great Britain, actually), they have most of the stadiums they need already in place, and strong economies.
Aside from the time difference (an 8 PM start time in Sydney would be a 10 AM in New York), I would've been just fine with Australia hosting it. They did a great job with the 2000 Olympics, and with the facilities they already have, they might not have had to build a single new stadium. It would have been economical, they've got a good transport system despite being a far-flung country (2,500 miles from Sydney to Perth), and with Australia being mostly British by descent anyway, the passionate home fan base is there. It would have been a fine choice, and I would've only been slightly disappointed at not getting it.
That said, I'm really glad it'll be in Brazil next time, only 2 time zones ahead of U.S. Eastern. South Africa did a good job hosting this summer, but it was a bad choice for me, time-wise. A lot further east, Australia would've been an even bigger reminder of why I'm glad it only happens once every 4 years, but they still would have been a far better host than the Russkies and the Sheiks.
Russia? Where Vladimir Putin – a dead ringer for horrible English referee Mike Dean – is first among equals among mobsters? And Eastern Europe is notorious for racism. And for lousy stadiums: Communism may have inspired some great literature and film, but their architecture stinks, especially their athletic facilities.
And Qatar? Home to 1.7 million people (fewer than the city of Houston, or England's Greater Manchester metropolitan area) and al-Jazeera? How many stadiums to they have built already, one? And it's a tiny country: Where are they gonna put said grounds? No booze, and women stay covered up? (In other words, Brazilian women will probably have to stay home, and a lot of other international babes will be rendered useless as well.)
Brazil 2014 will be The Last World Cup. Russia 2018 and Qatar 2022 may be called "World Cups," but FIFA have succeeded in making it a bigger joke than the Olympics. (Come to think of it, Brazil 2016 may be the last one of those worth watching, too.)
I'm disappointed with the U.S. not getting 2022, but I would have been fine with it if '18 and '22 had gone to countries not stuck in the 20th Century (Russia's gangarchy) or the 16th Century (and Qatar is considered liberal only by OPEC standards).
Who's to blame? Charges that FIFA can be bribed have been made before: A lot of people thought South Africa was going to get it for 2006, but it went to Germany instead. A nation with more money, and of course it's the homeland of FIFA President Sepp Blatter. The 2010 Cup was a consolation prize for South Africa, and they did a pretty good job, considering they're poor by comparison (although richer than most other African nations).
England (and thus America) getting stiffed might also have something to do with that Carling Cup Quarterfinal yesterday, a "derby" between the 2 teams of Birmingham, Birmingham City and Aston Villa, won by City 2-1, and at the end the City fans (a.k.a. "Brummies" or "Bluenoses") stormed the field. Sorry, forgot to speak English there: They invaded the pitch. And tore out seats.
The Zulu Army – so named because they were the 1st English hooligan firm to be racially integrated, and also because their original members loved the Michael Caine movie Zulu – lives. In the immortal words of Bowling for Soup, they're still preoccupied with 1985.
So, as an Arsenal fan and an American, I can only say... Thanks a lot, you stupid Brummies! If you hadn't torn up St. Andrews, which I thought you considered to be sacred ground, maybe England, and thus the U.S., would have had a fairer chance! Inbred cunts.
Let the record show that one of America's major steel cities, Birmingham, Alabama, was named for the English steelmaking city of the same name, except we pronounce it BIR-ming-ham, not BIRM-ing-um. As an industrial center, Birmingham, England became a producer of hard rock: Traffic with Steve Winwood, Ozzy Osbourne's original band Black Sabbath, and Judas Priest, whose breakthrough album (in 1980) was titled Britsh Steel and featured the immortal song "Breaking the Law."
I hated Priest as a kid. And Ozzy. And AC/DC, too. What can I say, I grew up. And the music that's come out since has been considerably lesser.
The most famous person from Brum, aside from politicians like Neville Chamberlain and England's answer to George Wallace, the contemptible Enoch "Rivers of Blood" Powell, is probably Ozzy. But he's a Villa fan. Hates the Bluenoses.
Maybe he's not as crazy as we thought.
Although, let's be honest: To answer Bowling for Soup's question, Ozzy became an actor in 1970, when he founded Black Sabbath. He's been playing the Prince of Darkness ever since.
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Wednesday, December 1, 2010
George Is Very Disappointed In His Sons
I can hear George Steinbrenner now:
That's not the way I taught you boys.
Sure, I'd rather not spend more money than I have to. But if you don't spend the money on Jeter, he goes to another team! You want him on the Red Sox? The Angels? Either one of them could beat us in the Playoffs next year!
How about the Giants? They got a lot of new cash from winning the World Series, and they're interested. The Dodgers, too. They could get that ownership thing settled any day now.
How'd you like to play one of those teams in the Playoffs? Or in the World Series? You want Jeter getting a walkoff hit to win the Pennant? Or the World Series? Against the New York Yankees? What'll that do to the people of New York? It'll drive them right into that fake Ebbets Field out in Queens to watch the Mets!
And why the hell are we letting that loser Nolan Ryan take Pettitte away? He proved what kind of man he is. Texas? He's from Houston, the Rangers are in Dallas! After they embarrassed us on the field, you're gonna let them embarrass us in the boardroom? No way! They don't take our Andy Pettitte away, we take their Cliff Lee away!
Yeah, it costs a lot of money. Every title we won cost a lot of money, and when we won it, we made it all back. We're the Yankees, we're always going to make money -- as long as we win! We didn't win in the Eighties, and while we still made money, we weren't making as much money as the damn Mets!
I woulda had Jeter, Pettitte, Lee AND Mariano Rivera signed by now. Hank, Hal, if you don't get them all signed by Christmas, it'll make us look stupid. And the New York Yankees are not in the business of looking stupid. We're in the business of winning World Series!
Brian Cashman, if you don't get at least Jeter, Pettitte and Rivera signed by Christmas, you're fired!
I got half a mind to reach beyond the afterlife and bring Joe Torre back as general manager. At least he listened to me! You boys didn't even listen to me while I was alive and right in front of you!
The Hall of Fame... You think I care about that? I'm George Steinbrenner. I'm all about the next title! Jeter can win that for us. "In decline," my fanny! When I was his age, I was just gettin' warmed up!
Not, now, Billy. I know you think it's "Less Filling." This is not the time for that!
What's that, Billy? You want us to go after Carl Crawford? Again with the stupid "running game"? Billy, you've been giving me that crap since the beginning! We have a running game, Billy! We got Brett Gardner! He's got more upside than Crawford and he's won a World Series!
I'm startin' to feel like Rodney Dangerfield. You know what I mean, Rodney?
"Yeah, George, I tell ya, I don't get no respect, not even in Heaven! Bein' Jewish, all my life, Christians were tellin' me, 'Jesus loves you, Jesus loves you.' I get up here, and I find out he only likes me as a friend! And everybody else, they get up here, they get silk wings and a golden harp. Me, boy, I tell ya, I got polyester wings and a tin tuba! No respect at all!"
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Update: Apparently, the San Francisco Giants have signed Miguel Tejada to play shortstop. This is a bad thing for them: Tejada is older than Jeter (by one month), about as productive (which is worse, because he's supposed to be a power hitter), and is tainted by steroids, and the Giants, long the enablers of Barry Bonds, really shouldn't be signing somebody like that. To say nothing of Tejada being an all-around jerk, which will also remind people of Bonds. But it does mean that the Giants will not be the team that signs Jeter.
Nor with the Colorado Rockies, who re-signed Troy Tulowitzki, who has been in the late 2000s what Jeter was in the late 1990s.
The Red Sox, Angels and Dodgers remain possibilities -- and possibly others. The longer Jeter remains unsigned by the Yankees, the greater becomes the possibility that he will be signed by someone else, and the greater becomes the possibility that the Yankee Dynasty comes to an end.
Especially if we have to rely all that much more on A-Rod. Cue the creepy music that indicates a movie character is doomed.
Also, Sports Illustrated has named Drew Brees, quarterback of the defending NFL Champion New Orleans Saints its Sportsman of the Year, succeeding Jeter. A great choice: Good guy, great achievement, and a great comeback story -- for him personally, for the Saints, for the New Orleans area, for the entire State of Louisiana.
Frankly, I don't think anyone else was a viable candidate this year. Maybe Tim Lincecum, for not only pitching great and winning a World Series but making baseball more fun in the process.
Maybe Rocky Wirtz, for picking up the pieces left behind by his father, and not only making the Chicago Blackhawks -- one of the 19 oldest teams in North American major league sports once you take out moved teams -- matter again, but guiding them to their first Stanley Cup in almost half a century.
Maybe NFL Commissioner Roger Goodell, for holding players and coaches accountable the way they haven't been, not even under Pete Rozelle -- the only previous commissioner of any of the top 4 sports leagues to win SI's SOTY, in 1963. But even Goodell isn't totally deserving, because he seems intent on leading the owners to forcing the kind of impasse that killed the 1994 baseball postseason and the entire 2004-05 NHL season.
So Brees is an easy choice. If there's a more deserving choice out there -- say, a super and wonderfully charitable athlete, coach or team executive, well above and beyond the call of duty -- he doesn't have the kind of profile a charitable and Super Bowl-winning quarterback does. So it was Brees, with ease.
That's not the way I taught you boys.
Sure, I'd rather not spend more money than I have to. But if you don't spend the money on Jeter, he goes to another team! You want him on the Red Sox? The Angels? Either one of them could beat us in the Playoffs next year!
How about the Giants? They got a lot of new cash from winning the World Series, and they're interested. The Dodgers, too. They could get that ownership thing settled any day now.
How'd you like to play one of those teams in the Playoffs? Or in the World Series? You want Jeter getting a walkoff hit to win the Pennant? Or the World Series? Against the New York Yankees? What'll that do to the people of New York? It'll drive them right into that fake Ebbets Field out in Queens to watch the Mets!
And why the hell are we letting that loser Nolan Ryan take Pettitte away? He proved what kind of man he is. Texas? He's from Houston, the Rangers are in Dallas! After they embarrassed us on the field, you're gonna let them embarrass us in the boardroom? No way! They don't take our Andy Pettitte away, we take their Cliff Lee away!
Yeah, it costs a lot of money. Every title we won cost a lot of money, and when we won it, we made it all back. We're the Yankees, we're always going to make money -- as long as we win! We didn't win in the Eighties, and while we still made money, we weren't making as much money as the damn Mets!
I woulda had Jeter, Pettitte, Lee AND Mariano Rivera signed by now. Hank, Hal, if you don't get them all signed by Christmas, it'll make us look stupid. And the New York Yankees are not in the business of looking stupid. We're in the business of winning World Series!
Brian Cashman, if you don't get at least Jeter, Pettitte and Rivera signed by Christmas, you're fired!
I got half a mind to reach beyond the afterlife and bring Joe Torre back as general manager. At least he listened to me! You boys didn't even listen to me while I was alive and right in front of you!
The Hall of Fame... You think I care about that? I'm George Steinbrenner. I'm all about the next title! Jeter can win that for us. "In decline," my fanny! When I was his age, I was just gettin' warmed up!
Not, now, Billy. I know you think it's "Less Filling." This is not the time for that!
What's that, Billy? You want us to go after Carl Crawford? Again with the stupid "running game"? Billy, you've been giving me that crap since the beginning! We have a running game, Billy! We got Brett Gardner! He's got more upside than Crawford and he's won a World Series!
I'm startin' to feel like Rodney Dangerfield. You know what I mean, Rodney?
"Yeah, George, I tell ya, I don't get no respect, not even in Heaven! Bein' Jewish, all my life, Christians were tellin' me, 'Jesus loves you, Jesus loves you.' I get up here, and I find out he only likes me as a friend! And everybody else, they get up here, they get silk wings and a golden harp. Me, boy, I tell ya, I got polyester wings and a tin tuba! No respect at all!"
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Update: Apparently, the San Francisco Giants have signed Miguel Tejada to play shortstop. This is a bad thing for them: Tejada is older than Jeter (by one month), about as productive (which is worse, because he's supposed to be a power hitter), and is tainted by steroids, and the Giants, long the enablers of Barry Bonds, really shouldn't be signing somebody like that. To say nothing of Tejada being an all-around jerk, which will also remind people of Bonds. But it does mean that the Giants will not be the team that signs Jeter.
Nor with the Colorado Rockies, who re-signed Troy Tulowitzki, who has been in the late 2000s what Jeter was in the late 1990s.
The Red Sox, Angels and Dodgers remain possibilities -- and possibly others. The longer Jeter remains unsigned by the Yankees, the greater becomes the possibility that he will be signed by someone else, and the greater becomes the possibility that the Yankee Dynasty comes to an end.
Especially if we have to rely all that much more on A-Rod. Cue the creepy music that indicates a movie character is doomed.
Also, Sports Illustrated has named Drew Brees, quarterback of the defending NFL Champion New Orleans Saints its Sportsman of the Year, succeeding Jeter. A great choice: Good guy, great achievement, and a great comeback story -- for him personally, for the Saints, for the New Orleans area, for the entire State of Louisiana.
Frankly, I don't think anyone else was a viable candidate this year. Maybe Tim Lincecum, for not only pitching great and winning a World Series but making baseball more fun in the process.
Maybe Rocky Wirtz, for picking up the pieces left behind by his father, and not only making the Chicago Blackhawks -- one of the 19 oldest teams in North American major league sports once you take out moved teams -- matter again, but guiding them to their first Stanley Cup in almost half a century.
Maybe NFL Commissioner Roger Goodell, for holding players and coaches accountable the way they haven't been, not even under Pete Rozelle -- the only previous commissioner of any of the top 4 sports leagues to win SI's SOTY, in 1963. But even Goodell isn't totally deserving, because he seems intent on leading the owners to forcing the kind of impasse that killed the 1994 baseball postseason and the entire 2004-05 NHL season.
So Brees is an easy choice. If there's a more deserving choice out there -- say, a super and wonderfully charitable athlete, coach or team executive, well above and beyond the call of duty -- he doesn't have the kind of profile a charitable and Super Bowl-winning quarterback does. So it was Brees, with ease.
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Gil McDougald, 1928-2010
Gilbert James McDougald died on Sunday, of prostate cancer. He was 82 years old.
Gil was a native of San Francisco, one of several Yankee stars from that city, including Joe DiMaggio, Tony Lazzeri and Lefty Gomez. He usually played 3rd base, but could also play shortstop (as he did making a key play in Don Larsen's perfect game in the 1956 World Series) and 2nd base. He wore Number 12 for his entire career.
He arrived in 1951, and he, not Mickey Mantle, was that season's American League Rookie of the Year. In Game 4 of that year's World Series, he hit a grand slam against the New York Giants, only the 3rd slam in Series history, following Elmer Smith of the 1920 Cleveland Indians and Lazzeri in 1936.
He left in 1960, his last act as an active player scoring the tying run in the top of the 9th inning of Game 7 of the World Series... only to have that wiped from memory by Bill Mazeroski's home run.
Gil played 10 seasons, winning 8 Pennants (1951, '52, '53, '55, '56, '57, '58 and '60) and 5 World Championships (1951, '52, '53, '56 and '58). In 5 seasons, he was named to the All-Star Team.
Sadly, he's probably best known for one of the most unfortunate incidents in Yankee history. On May 7, 1957, the Yankees were playing the Indians, and Gil hit a line drive right back at the pitcher, Herb Score. Score had a pitching motion that left him rather exposed, and he never had a chance. The liner broke several bones in his face. He did pitch again, and insisted until his death that it was an arm injury the next season that cut his career short, not that reverse-beaning.
McDougald was apparently never the same player, either. He said he would quit baseball if Score lost the use of his eye. (Herb did wear glasses for the rest of his life, including a 37-year career as an Indian broadcaster. He was their Phil Rizzuto, their Richie Ashburn, their Ron Santo.) Nevertheless, he did get some key hits in the 1958 World Series against the Milwaukee Braves.
Gil knew how it felt: In 1955, he'd been hit in the head by a batting practice foul ball, and began to lose his hearing. When interviewed for the videotape New York Yankees: The Movie, released in 1987, his speech was slurred. Not knowing about his deafness, I thought at the time that he might have had a stroke.
A few years later, I saw him in Cooperstown, New York, signing autographs at a store near the Baseball Hall of Fame, and he was wearing a cochlear implant, which restored his hearing. When interviewed for several YES Network Yankeeography broadcasts, his speech and memory were both clear.
He retired after the 1960 season, rather than be left unprotected in the expansion draft, and became a coach at Fordham University in The Bronx. He lived near the Jersey Shore, in Wall Township.
A story he liked to tell was of the 1953 season, when the Yankees went on an 18-game winning streak, followed by a 9-game losing streak. Of manager Casey Stengel, he said, "When we were winning 18 in a row, Casey was just a miserable old man, as they say. But when we were losing 9 in a row, he was beautiful. And we all said, 'Hey, let's lose a few more!'"
But Gil McDougald was a winner.
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In case you're wondering, McDougald's death leaves 5 players from that 1951 Yankee team, DiMaggio's last and Mantle's 1st, still alive: Yogi Berra, Bobby Brown, Bob Kuzava, Charlie Silvera and Jerry Coleman. This does not count Whitey Ford, who had been drafted into the U.S. Army for the Korean War and missed the 1951 and '52 seasons.
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Also recently deceased:
* Dave Niehaus, the Hall of Fame voice of the Seattle Mariners since their 1977 inception.
* Tom Underwood, a pitcher for several teams, including the Yankees in 1980 and '81, who in 1979 was outdueled by his brother Pat in Pat's first major league game (Tom for the Toronto Blue Jays, Pat for the Detroit Tigers)
* Danny McDevitt, who briefly pitched for the Yankees in their "M&M Boys" season of 1961, but is best known for pitching a shutout for the Brooklyn Dodgers over the Pittsburgh Pirates in the last game at Ebbets Field, on September 24, 1957. (He and his catcher, Joe Pignatano, were honored in a ceremony at the Brooklyn Cyclones' ballpark in 2007, the 50th Anniversary of that game. Pignatano, also an original 1962 Met and a Met coach on their 1969 "Miracle" team, is still alive.)
* Rob Lytle, a football star for the University of Michigan and the Denver Broncos.
* Gaye Stewart, who starred with the Toronto Maple Leafs and was a member of their 1942 and '47 Stanley Cup winners, and also briefly played for the Rangers.
* And, of course, former Devils, Leafs and Montreal Canadiens coach Pat Burns, who lost his battle with cancer. I will forever be grateful to him for the 2003 Stanley Cup. He also led the Canadiens to the Finals in 1989, and the Leafs to the Conference Finals in 1993 and '94.
May they all rest in peace, except for those times when they take a seat in the ultimate skybox. On those occasions, I hope they have a lot of excitement.
UPDATE: These men were buried in the following places: McDougald, at St. Catherine's Cemetery in Sea Girt, Monmouth County, New Jersey; Niehaus, at Sunset Hills Memorial Park in the Seattle suburb of Bellevue, Washington; McDevitt, at Longwood Memorial Park in the Atlanta suburb of Covington, Georgia; Lytle had his body donated to science, so no gravesite; Stewart and Burns, both cremated, so no gravesite; and Underwood, unknown.
Gil was a native of San Francisco, one of several Yankee stars from that city, including Joe DiMaggio, Tony Lazzeri and Lefty Gomez. He usually played 3rd base, but could also play shortstop (as he did making a key play in Don Larsen's perfect game in the 1956 World Series) and 2nd base. He wore Number 12 for his entire career.
He arrived in 1951, and he, not Mickey Mantle, was that season's American League Rookie of the Year. In Game 4 of that year's World Series, he hit a grand slam against the New York Giants, only the 3rd slam in Series history, following Elmer Smith of the 1920 Cleveland Indians and Lazzeri in 1936.
He left in 1960, his last act as an active player scoring the tying run in the top of the 9th inning of Game 7 of the World Series... only to have that wiped from memory by Bill Mazeroski's home run.
Gil played 10 seasons, winning 8 Pennants (1951, '52, '53, '55, '56, '57, '58 and '60) and 5 World Championships (1951, '52, '53, '56 and '58). In 5 seasons, he was named to the All-Star Team.
Sadly, he's probably best known for one of the most unfortunate incidents in Yankee history. On May 7, 1957, the Yankees were playing the Indians, and Gil hit a line drive right back at the pitcher, Herb Score. Score had a pitching motion that left him rather exposed, and he never had a chance. The liner broke several bones in his face. He did pitch again, and insisted until his death that it was an arm injury the next season that cut his career short, not that reverse-beaning.
McDougald was apparently never the same player, either. He said he would quit baseball if Score lost the use of his eye. (Herb did wear glasses for the rest of his life, including a 37-year career as an Indian broadcaster. He was their Phil Rizzuto, their Richie Ashburn, their Ron Santo.) Nevertheless, he did get some key hits in the 1958 World Series against the Milwaukee Braves.
Gil knew how it felt: In 1955, he'd been hit in the head by a batting practice foul ball, and began to lose his hearing. When interviewed for the videotape New York Yankees: The Movie, released in 1987, his speech was slurred. Not knowing about his deafness, I thought at the time that he might have had a stroke.
A few years later, I saw him in Cooperstown, New York, signing autographs at a store near the Baseball Hall of Fame, and he was wearing a cochlear implant, which restored his hearing. When interviewed for several YES Network Yankeeography broadcasts, his speech and memory were both clear.
He retired after the 1960 season, rather than be left unprotected in the expansion draft, and became a coach at Fordham University in The Bronx. He lived near the Jersey Shore, in Wall Township.
Jerry Coleman and Gil McDougald,
at Old-Timers Day a few years ago
A story he liked to tell was of the 1953 season, when the Yankees went on an 18-game winning streak, followed by a 9-game losing streak. Of manager Casey Stengel, he said, "When we were winning 18 in a row, Casey was just a miserable old man, as they say. But when we were losing 9 in a row, he was beautiful. And we all said, 'Hey, let's lose a few more!'"
But Gil McDougald was a winner.
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In case you're wondering, McDougald's death leaves 5 players from that 1951 Yankee team, DiMaggio's last and Mantle's 1st, still alive: Yogi Berra, Bobby Brown, Bob Kuzava, Charlie Silvera and Jerry Coleman. This does not count Whitey Ford, who had been drafted into the U.S. Army for the Korean War and missed the 1951 and '52 seasons.
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Also recently deceased:
* Dave Niehaus, the Hall of Fame voice of the Seattle Mariners since their 1977 inception.
* Tom Underwood, a pitcher for several teams, including the Yankees in 1980 and '81, who in 1979 was outdueled by his brother Pat in Pat's first major league game (Tom for the Toronto Blue Jays, Pat for the Detroit Tigers)
* Danny McDevitt, who briefly pitched for the Yankees in their "M&M Boys" season of 1961, but is best known for pitching a shutout for the Brooklyn Dodgers over the Pittsburgh Pirates in the last game at Ebbets Field, on September 24, 1957. (He and his catcher, Joe Pignatano, were honored in a ceremony at the Brooklyn Cyclones' ballpark in 2007, the 50th Anniversary of that game. Pignatano, also an original 1962 Met and a Met coach on their 1969 "Miracle" team, is still alive.)
* Rob Lytle, a football star for the University of Michigan and the Denver Broncos.
* Gaye Stewart, who starred with the Toronto Maple Leafs and was a member of their 1942 and '47 Stanley Cup winners, and also briefly played for the Rangers.
* And, of course, former Devils, Leafs and Montreal Canadiens coach Pat Burns, who lost his battle with cancer. I will forever be grateful to him for the 2003 Stanley Cup. He also led the Canadiens to the Finals in 1989, and the Leafs to the Conference Finals in 1993 and '94.
May they all rest in peace, except for those times when they take a seat in the ultimate skybox. On those occasions, I hope they have a lot of excitement.
UPDATE: These men were buried in the following places: McDougald, at St. Catherine's Cemetery in Sea Girt, Monmouth County, New Jersey; Niehaus, at Sunset Hills Memorial Park in the Seattle suburb of Bellevue, Washington; McDevitt, at Longwood Memorial Park in the Atlanta suburb of Covington, Georgia; Lytle had his body donated to science, so no gravesite; Stewart and Burns, both cremated, so no gravesite; and Underwood, unknown.
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herb score,
pat burns,
rob lytle,
tom underwood,
yankees
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