Growing up in the 60’s and 70’s was different than today that’s for sure…. except some of the hairstyles seem to still be around. One big difference is there were not as many entertainment options then as there are these days. That really goes without saying, however some things haven’t changed that much either. It was around 1970 that I realized that baseball was a day in and day out event from April to October. “Pretty neat,” I thought, Nah better than pretty neat I soon understood.

There were 24 teams once I started to really notice the structure of the separate leagues and the teams on the other side of the country. Like most kids I dove into the home team, memorizing their names and numbers and never looking barely beyond the 25 guys wearing the home colors. For most it’s later in life that you realize the breadth of your sports obsessions when you know the names of the umpires and the pitching coaches, but can’t remember what the guy 2 houses down from you does for a living.

One thing about April is that off days are plentiful early in the year and it’s times like this that I really appreciate MLB Extra Innings. On the west coast I can get baseball some days from ten in the morning to ten in the evening, wall to wall games with live feeds, surely something I never thought of when I was riding my bike back in the day with my Pro Keds, Tuffskins and Hang Ten shirt flapping in the breeze, glove dangling from the handlebars, transistor dangling from the other; tracking Ernie Harwell and Ray Lane and the Tigers. The sound of that ride was often highlighted by the flickering sound of a baseball card on the spokes of your fat schwinn tire. It was those cards that gave you the first look of other teams players, the ones you might have heard mentioned, or the ones that faded before you could remember their names.

It’s on days like this that I play baseball memory games that have no meaning to anyone but myself, the one that I found myself playing today was trying to remember what player I first noticed who was on a team other than the one I loved and what uniform they were wearing as they stared at me off of that stale gum smelling card. It’s a nice little exercise, run it by your friends and you’ll get a grasp of the era they first dipped their toe into the game, the types of players they liked (or the type that MLB marketed) or what league they followed. It even highlights the dogs of the era sometimes (just look at my Dodger and Yankee entry)

Here’s my list.

Dodgers – Wes Parker

Giants – Willie Mays

Reds – Johnny Bench

Braves – Hank Aaron

Padres – Nate Colbert

Houston – Cesar Cedeno

Philadelphia – Steve Carlton

Pittsburgh – Roberto Clemente

New York Mets – Tom Seaver

Montreal Expos – Rusty Staub

Chicago Cubs – Fergusen Jenkins

St Lous Cardinals – Ted Simmons

Detroit Tigers – Al Kaline

Boston Red Sox – Rico Petrocelli

Baltimore Orioles – Brooks Robinson

New York Yankees – Horace Clarke

Cleveland Indians – Sam McDowell

Washington Senators – Frank Howard

Milwaukee Brewers – Tommy Harper

California Angels – Nolan Ryan

Oakland A’s – Reggie Jackson

Chicago White Sox – Bill Melton

Kansas City Royals – Steve Busby

Minnesota Twins – Harmon Killebrew

2 Responses

  1. Chad

    Horace Clarke??? :mrgreen:

    Great post. I’ll pick out a couple of mine:

    Kansas City: Larry Gura
    New York Yankees: Oscar Gamble
    San Francisco: John Montefusco
    Detroit: Alan Trammell
    Baltimore: Alan Bumbry
    Atlanta: Biff Pocoroba

    Okay, I’m going to stop on that one.

  2. wally

    A subject near and dear to my heart. Allow me to mention a great book on the subject. I got my copy for Christmas back in 1974 or 75 and I know I’ve read it fifty times in the 30 years since.
    Click here.