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Thank You, Joe Nolan!: My Greatest Father's Day Memory + One TCM Baseball Tip

I have a ticket stub somewhere for the 1964 Father's Day Mets-Phillies doubleheader which I went to with my father at newly-opened Shea Stadium. It was the day that future Hall of Famer Jim Bunning pitched a perfect game but the Mets were still so bad that I don't remember much drama. I remember more Bunning exclaiming to Ed Sullivan on his TV show that night that he told his fielders to dive for everything to aid his chance at immortality.  

 

Father's Day June 20, 1982 is the one I really remember. The hated Yankees are hosting the Orioles and I'm watching a nail-biter on TV with my nephew Eric in his bedroom above the kitchen in my sister Carol's house in suburban Fanwood NJ. Bespectacled backup catcher Joe Nolan comes up to pinch-hit for Rick Dempsey in top of the 11th inning against fearsome Goose Gossage.  He blasts a two-run homer into Yankee Stadium's lower right field stands to break a 3-3 tie.  I leap from the couch cheering wildly (in those pre-arthritis days when I could get up quickly.)  I hear a crash below me in Carol's kitchen - a plate must have fallen off a wall.  "Eric, grow up!" she shouts at her soon-to-enter-college only child.  It is in a voice that could be heard two suburbs away. 

 

I would be 40 a week later (and 6 days from now, I will be 84.)  Maybe one of these days I will grow up, but it's not really on the calendar of my twilight years.  I think back to how 1982 actually didn't turn out too well for Joe Nolan and the Orioles although my Birds made a great run at the eventual AL champion Milwaukee Brewers.  I went down to Baltimore for all 4 of the games against the Brewers that the Orioles had to sweep to win the division.  They won the first 3 convincingly. but in the Sunday afternoon matchup of future Hall of Famers Don Sutton versus Jim Palmer, the Brewers won 10-2 behind two solo HRs by future Hall of Famer Robin Yount and six late insurance runs.  It was still a close game when Joe Nolan pinch-hit for Rich Dauer around the fifth or sixth with runners on base. But Ben Oglivie made a great catch in the left field corner to stifle the rally. 


i was seated high up in the left field upper deck and actually didn't see the great catch until watching it on TV that night.  What I did see before the game was Sutton and Palmer shake hands before they went to their respective bullpens to warm up.  Some years later I met Sutton when he was broadcasting for the Atlanta Braves and I had my occasional Shea Stadium press pass.  Don remembered that handshake and asked if I had a photo of it.  Unfortunately, I didn't but the memory lingers on.  Don is gone now and so is my sister Carol Ann Lowenfish Norton who did live to see my Branch Rickey biography come out in 2007.  In fact, in one of her great acts of thoughtfulness after she had moved to California, she arranged for us to stay at a guest house on the UCLA campus where pictures were prominent of Jackie Robinson and his fellow Black football teammates from the late 1930s, Woody Strode and Kenny Washington, the latter who would integrate the NFL in 1946.

 

I hope Wikipedia is right that Joe Nolan is still with us at 75.  Thank you Joe for the memories of a special Father's Day in my life as a fan. I don't have any children of my own but has maintained a shared baseball love with Eric.  And here's to more special memories for fans of all 30 MLB teams and other teams of all kinds.  I will have more to say later in the summer and early fall about the seemingly unavoidable lockout of the MLB players on Dec 1. I highly recommend savoring every pitch and possible memorable moment in what is left of the 2026 season.  And never forget that baseball will always live locally and in our minds.  

 

As for the 2026 Orioles, I have vowed not to get too enthusiastic until they make it to .500 and stay above it.  Before games on Mon Jun 22, they are still 5 under with almost half of the season gone. The starting pitching is improving as evidenced by a gritty Father's Day win for RHP Brandon Young in a rubber game rout of the Dodgers in LA. Young has the intriguing mien of a quiet Texas gunslinger and after a rocky rookie 2025 season, the 2024 Oriole Minor League Pitcher of the Year is showing signs of maturing.  I am close to the point of writing down the 5 current starters in the rotation: Young, Kyle Bradish, Shane Baz, raw rookie Trey Gibson, and the only southpaw Trevor Rogers.  But I must remind myself of my promise to myself in first sentence of this graf!!   

 

Here is the one TCM baseball tip.  W Jun 24 at 5AM - "Whistling in Brooklyn" (1943). Red Skelton as the Fox enlists some of the Brooklyn Dodgers to foil a

gangster's scheme.  Also with memorable character actors Ray Collins/Sam Levene/Rags Ragland. 

 

That's all for now.  Always remember:  Take It Easy But Take It and Stay Positive Test Negative!  

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One Man's Guide to Coping With A World Temporarily Without Sports

The sun was shining yesterday, Tuesday afternoon March 24 2020. I went outside cautiously to pick up prescription nasal sprays and shop for some more groceries.  

I kept a six-foot distance waiting on line to get in, which was impossible to maintain once you did make it to the shelves in a narrow-aisled store.  

 
The sunny day and the promise of increasing light brought me back to my younger days in the late 1940s and early 1950s. Listening on the radio to the sound of baseballs crackling on bats, and being entranced by the background sound of humming crowds as the teams played their last games in warm weather and worked their way up by train to opening day in the big cities around April 15th.  

 
I thought back to my interview with Robin Roberts during my first visit to spring training in 1979, the year I got serious about writing about baseball. The next spring my first book "The Imperfect Diamond: The Story of Baseball's Reserve and The Men Who Fought to Change It" came out, a collaboration with Tony Lupien, the former Red Sox first baseman and Dartmouth College coach.

 

Roberts, the future Hall of Fame pitcher with the Philadelphia Phillies, was in his last years of coaching at the University of South Florida in Tampa.  Along with future Hall of Fame pitcher and future U.S. Senator Jim Bunning, Roberts had been instrumental in bringing Marvin Miller into baseball to revitalize the Players Association.   

 
On this day about 41 years ago, Roberts remembered wistfully how each team used to play their regulars for five innings in smaller cities as they moved North. He sensed that already, the intimate connections of players to fans was disappearing, but it was still a poignant memory. 

 
Now we are bereft of baseball until late spring, at the earliest, because of the novel coronavirus that, as I post, could erupt even more in New York City and its environs.  Nobody knows when it will be safe to go out in groups and congregate again at ballparks and in arenas. My guess is late June at the earliest but it's just a hope. 

 
It's not that there isn't baseball news. The Mets learned yesterday that pitcher Noah Syndergaard needs Tommy John surgery and likely will be out until the middle of next season. 


I don't consider myself a pundit or a baseball seer and I'm not a doctor or athletic trainer. But I just KNEW that it was inevitable that Noah would break down.  He bragged about wanting to throw 100 mph and more almost every pitch.  

 
I also just KNEW that the ballyhooed Dylan Bundy would break down early in his Orioles career. Because he too crowed about his vigorous weight program.  Bundy has a chance to show he has become a pitcher with his new team, the Angels.  One wonders if Noah will learn anything during his enforced idleness.

 

Here's a shout-out to the documentary and great game-rebroadcast programming on MLBTV.  Check out "Joy in Wrigleyville," narrated by actor John Cusack who played Buck Weaver, the man with guilty knowledge of the fix who didn't participate in it, in John Sayles's memorable film "Eight Men Out,".  

 
It's a heartwarming film focused primarily on many lifelong Cubs fans who found joy at last when the Cubs won the 2016 World Series over the Cleveland Indians, breaking their 108-year-long drought. 

 

Billy Corgan of the Smashing Pumpkins rock band is one of the frequent talking heads. Most memorable for me were a husband-wife firefighter couple from North Carolina that drove fo Game 7 at Cleveland's Progressive Field.

 

Also very moving were two fans who came to the Series with their children. 

One of them said that every parent wants their child to fulfill its dreams.

And it is just as wonderful to watch their parents' dream fulfilled.  Even if most didn't live to see the glorious triumph that eliminated the 108 years of frustration. 

 
Another fine MLB documentary focused on pitcher Mark "The Bird" Fidrych who rocketed on the scene in 1976 to become the darling of Detroit Tiger fans and most baseball fans all over the country. Interviews with Mark's widow and daughter and teammates Rusty Staub and Mark's personal catcher Bruce Kimm added immeasurably to the production.

 

It was followed by a rebroadcast of the ABC Monday Night Baseball game in which Fidrych threw a complete game victory over the Yankees before a packed Tiger Stadium crowd.  Was nice to hear the sounds of a broadcast team that wasn't together very long on national TV - Bob Prince, Al Michaels, and Warner Wolf.

 
Don't forget TCM shows "Pride of the Yankees" after 1015p on Sunday night March 29 and airs some classic baseball films from dawn to dusk on Tuesday March 31.

 

AND NOW FOR SOMETHING COMPLETELY DIFFERENT!

I heard last night a tremendously informative interview with Max Brooks on Terry Gross's long-running NPR interview show "Fresh Air."  He is an incredibly knowledgeable young family man of 47, the author of both non-fiction books about civil defense and zombie fiction books including the best-selling "World War Z" from 2006. 

 

Brooks said, "Fear can be conquered but anxiety must be endured."  He advised that we all practice "fact hygiene," i.e. don't fall for conspiracy theories or pass along dubious information. 

 

Without getting snarky about it, he suggested that the President must be fact checked after all his statements.  Max Brooks is a fully credentialed defense analyst who is part of research teams at both West Point and Naval Academy institutes. 

 
Check out a 43-second PSA (Public Servic Announcer) Max put out on the internet about the importance of social distance in these nervous times.  He created the clip with his father Mel Brooks, now 93, in the background.  How Max's mother the late Anne Bancroft would be proud of her son.

 
Here are a couple more cultural notes.  I watched on Amazon Prime Mariette Heller's "A Beautiful Day in the Neighborhood," a drama about Pittsburgh's beloved the late Mr. (Fred) Rogers, the children's TV star. 

 

Heller and her staff, including her brother Nate who wrote much of the music, had the full cooperation of the Rogers Foundation including access to his closet and his famous sweater and sneakers.  I haven't seen the 2018 Rogers documentary, but "Neighborhood" is a truly deep dive into a man who truly believed that "everything mentionable is manageable." 

 
The cast is superb with Tom Hanks as Mr. Rogers (Hanks sadly is now in quarantine with his wife Rita Wilson in Australia, who also carries the coronavirus) and Maryann Plunkett as Mrs. Rogers.  

 

In a key role Matthew Rhys plays the journalist who is interviewing Rogers for a magazine story; Susan Watson as Rhys's wife; Chris Cooper as the overbearing father of Rhys' character (based on the Esquire magainze writer Tom Junod), and the glamorous Christine Lahti in a brief but important role as Rhys's demanding editor. 

 
Mariette Heller is only 41 and I loved her prior film, "Will You Ever Forgive Me?" about the literary forger Lee Israel starring Melissa McCarthy who got a deserved Oscar nomination for making a not very pleasant woman very human and relatable. (We all owe a debt to Melissa for her hilarious takedown of press secretary Sean Spicer on Saturday Night Live early in the Trump years.)

 
I love so-called classical music and there is a marvelous moment in "Neighborhood" where Mr. and Mrs. Rogers are playing a duo-piano version of a gorgeous piece by Robert Schumann, "Pictures From The East," op. 66.  

 
Talking about special moments, I was listening yesterday to WQXR, NYC's only classical music station, and I heard a stunning vocal piece, "In My Father's Garden," by Alma Mahler. It was written before Alma Schindler at age 22 married the great German composer Gustav Mahler who was 41.

 

In a terrible commentary on the age of patriarchy, he forbade her from writing any more music while married to him. What marvelous new tones and sounds she would have created if he had been more tolerant. 

 

She did live a half century after Gustav died in 1911 but none of her later music had the deep creative vein of her earlier work.  (She did become the subject of Tom Lehrer's classic ditty about her marriages to other German notables, writer Franz Werfel and architect Walter Gropius.)

 
Well, that's all for now.  Back to you next month hoping we see some light at the end of the tunnel of the enforced and necessary hiatus on sports.  In the meantime, now more than ever, always remember: Take it easy but take it.   

 

 

 

 

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