Comfortably Zoned Radio’s Zig, joins YouTube talk show host, Connecticut’s Tony De Angelo, and former child actor in Bad News Bears/candidate for the California State Senate in Ventura County, David Pollock, for a fun episode.
When last my beloved Mets were Champions , their gritty sparkplug, Wally Backman manned 2nd base. His hustle, spirit, and determination were contributing factors that led to their success.
Well, here’s some news that is uplifting to me: The Mets announced in this article written by Marty Noble [perhaps the best beat writer evah] the return of Wally, as manager of their “High [no pun indended] A” Brooklyn Cyclones, New Yawk’s affiliate in the N.Y. Penn League. Kudos to them for adding Backman to the list of ’86 alims who are now in their employ. They can use all the “back to the future” available.
Here’s a Topps Card of Wally Backman:
The season hurt less than the previous two… by far! :-)
The owners don’t cheap out. The Wilpons have no trouble spending money.
Hank Blalock (Age: 29)
Adam LaRoche (30)
Orlando Hudson (32)
Felipe Lopez (30)
Jason Bay (31)
Matt Holliday (30)
CF (Back-up OF)
Endy Chavez (32)
Justin Duchscherer (32)
Rich Harden (28)
John Lackey (31)
Jason Marquis (31)
Ben Sheets (31)
For my money they should start with Endy, whom they should never allowed to leave, in the first place…
K-Rod was taken to the hospital after experiencing severe back spasms for the second time yesterday.
It’s Sunday, my fucking Sunday, and not only is it too cold to go to the A’s game, but the aforementioned news re. the New York Mets closer gives me an unwanted, “Nostradamus- like” glance into their immediate future. Naussia looms, I fear.
JJ Putz assumes the role of closer. The former Sea Otter has not adjusted well to his role as set-up man, and/or New York. I fear the later, and that worries me. Mets fans are somewhat more forgiving than Yankee rooters, but only a bit more.
Some players [performers] excel in the gigantic spotlight, others wind up in the Clevelands of the Baseball woild. Funny, earlier in the week Putz had been rumored to be going to just that Ohio town for a Carlos Delgado [Are you hep to his hip problems, or like me, hep to the hop?] fill-in.
The thought of another Mets baseball season going down the tube because of injuries, sucks. I’m about to go back to sleep and wake up at 4:20… or set my clock ahead. The reason for the stupid ass grin in the image bellow, I just found out that shortstop Jose Reyes will be back Monday against the Nationals, and I was able to set the clock, pictured in the upper right hand corner, forward [never straight]. :-)
Yesterday morning I ventured across the bay to SF, home of the former NY Giants. They played, and were beaten by, the current National Leaguers playing with New York on their road uniform. My brother in-law emeritus, Tom Kopazc, and I once watched Ed Halicki throw a no hitter against the Metsies in this very city. But that was at “your father’s yard.” The Giants now play at ATT Park, a gem of a structure, inside and out.
Here’s our hero in front of the Willie Mays statue…
… and some I took on the inside, including one of future Hall Of Famer Randy Johnson, warming up to pitch in a game in which he got the crap kicked out of him by my Mets. They were one of the two teams playing that didn’t leave New Yawk [when I was 11] to carpetbag to SF. Least we forget, sports fans.
Many have improved their vision, dramatically. Some, not so. Here’s what I read today about a very good young ballplayer.
CINCINNATI– Brian McCann has spent the past couple weeks frustrated by the fact that he’s had constant blurred vision in his left eye. The Braves All-Star catcher will spend the next two weeks hoping to find the proper solution.
The Braves announced on Saturday morning that they’ve placed McCann on the 15-day disabled list with what they’ve termed a left eye infection. With the move made retroactive to Thursday, the 25-year-old catcher will be eligible for activation for the May 8 series opener in Philadelphia.
“I hate going on the DL,” McCann said. “That’s the last thing I was going to do. But I feel like it’s something that’s going to get me back to seeing the baseball and being able to perform at this level.”
McCann is hopeful that he can regain his optimal vision by simply repeating the Lasik surgical procedure that he first underwent after the 2007 season. But he’s conscious of the fact that he might need to do more than simply correct the vision in his left eye.
While dealing with this blurriness since Opening Day, McCann has tried multiple remedies, but eye drops, an antibiotic ointment and multiple contact lenses haven’t proven to be unsuccessful in solving the problem.
McCann is hoping to find more clarity about his situation when he visits Dr. Alan Kozarsky in Atlanta on Monday. Kozarsky performed the initial Lasik procedure on the catcher two years ago.
Why he chooses to go back to the same neck, is what really interests me. Are the magazines in the waiting room current? Does the Doctor see him in a timely manner? Do the medical staff handle all the insurance forms? Does he think 50% is a high success rate in the “eye fixin’ biz?”
My advice to Brian: Get your arse up to New Yawk and make an appointment with a Doc named Myron, Seymour, or Bernie… then it would be back to the room with a bag of good Columbian Boo, a six pack o’ brew, and some great pizza. Then you can practice playing “peek-a-boo” with the good eye while ravaging the mini bar, and trying to decode the porn channel. Remember that a $500 hooker with a Green Card automatically turns into a $50 hooker without a Green Card. Don’t fall in love.
Aside that your extended stay on the disabled list increases the chances of the Mets winning the division [I just hope that they don’t find a way to blow it ,in spite of your misfortune], I wish you a speedy recovery… I guess. :-)
… and Ralph Zig Tyko, once again, roots for the laundry… perhaps not as vehemently.
Yes, he’s Doc Gooden‘s nephew, and yes he’s amongst the “steroidal era’s” candidate’s for the Hall of Fame, down the road. He just may be the swinger of the big bat that takes my beloveds to the top.
Also true, for reasons too numerous to chronicle [more than two, making this “three twoed” sentence a true “sentence” to read], I dislike the man… a lot. He is my least favorite Major League player.
For me, my Mets fandom starting going downhill just a tad when they traded George, and than, later, Frank. It worsened when previous owner [Doubleday] made antisemitic remarks [traditionally, not what I like hearing], deteriorated further with current owner making new Citi Field a Dodger shrine[all but ignoring New York Giants history]… and now this former Stockton Port, Gary Sheffield, is a Met. What next?
I’ll always be a Mets apologist, as I am an SF Giants apologist, but a fan [as in fanatic]? Hardly in the same way.
My #1 baseball allegiance these days is to the California Sea Otter, my Fantasy Team in a league played on an “even field,” with players chosen by me, Ralph Zig Tyko, the man I love.
Here’s a picture of the newest Met. Let me know what he looks like in the “Orange and Blue,” because it will take me a while to stomach watching:
… may just cause the Mets to examine their vulnerabilities and reach out to Manny Ramirez. He’s so much less expensive than what agent Boros was asking just weeks ago. True the bullpen is revamped and , yes, a case can be made for just letting it all play out… but the importance of going all the way to the Woild Serious [most likely to play the Yankees] can’t be overstated in this, the year both teams open new Stadiums. It will set the tone of how these two franchises compete for back page space in the New Yawk tabloids.
GO FOR IT WILPON!!
Pictured below is the sore elbowed Johan Santana.
These days part of my “Fantasy Baseball trip” is recreating past seasons on my computer baseball game [Baseball Mogul 2007].
I’m managing the Mets of ‘62, the pride of the Polo Grounds. Through July 19th, I’m doing better then the Originals. 35-54 isn’t all that great, but if the “wheels don’t fall off” I’ll continue to compete with the Cubs, Phils, and Colt 45’s for seventh place or, at the very least, avoiding the moniker of “Basement Bertha.”
My favorite story about that year is the one the late Leonard Koppett, the two-sport [baseball and basketball] Hall of Fame writer, loved telling. The phone rang in the newsroom at the NY Post at two in the in morning. “I understand the Mets scored 16 runs last night,” the caller said. “Did they win?”
Here’s hard luck [an understatement, to say the very least] pitcher Roger “The Dodger” Craig.
Original Met Clem Labine was a former Dodger pitcher.
Former Brave pitcher Ken MacKenzie.
Chris Cannizzaro ended up doing most of the catching.
[Hot] Rod Kanehl was special. A Jack of all trades, master of none. The late Leonard Shecter wrote about him [and Casey] in his great book, “Jocks”.
Utility man Rick Herrscher.
Pitcher Dave Hillman, a one time Cub.
Joe Christopher’s intangible attributes on a baseball field take away from any positive statistics you can get from him…
.. and the same can be said for Jim Hickman.
Pitcher Galen Cisco, from Ohio State, was one of the few who pitched effectively enough to stay in the organization long enough to make it to Shea. Mert and I shared a car on the 7 line with the former Buckeye on the way to opening day in 1964.
Willard “Bill” Hunter came over from the Dodgers and, as I recall, wasn’t the piece needed to turn things around.
Red Ruffing made the Hall Of Fame as a pitcher. Certainly not as the pitching coach of the 1962 Mets. I question the wisdom of entrusting one’s pitching staff to a man who cut off his toes with a lawnmower…. but, what do I know?
Northwestern’s Jay Hook, reputed to be one very smart cookie, was one of many Met pitchers who started games without finishing them and relieved games without offering relief… In short, it was a dismal staff.
Vinegar Bend Mizell, veteran NL pitcher, added to th Mets futility.
Ed Kraneppol made is debut in the majors in 1962.
Gil Hodges may or may not be the best baseball player who is not in the Hall of Fame. That doesn’t mean he deserves to be in it. He most certainly doesn’t. When I think of Gil, I’m reminded of his wife Joan. She’d get in the spirit of things by dyeing her hair “Met Orange.”
Jim Rufus Marshall filled in at first base for the gimpy kneed Gil Hodges in the first game they ever played. He later went on to manage the Cubs and join an inordinately long list of big league managers [including the aforementioned # 14] who at one time or another played for Leo ”The Lip/Lion” Durocher. [A future blog about these men looms large.]
Elio Chacon was the regular shortstop. Made for a long year.
Craig Anderson was known as an “inning eater.” Given his earned run average, this was a backhanded compliment.
Cliff Cook was acquired for…
… Don Zimmer. A dog for a cat.
Harry Chiti was the catcher the Mets acquired for a player to be named later… That player turned out to be Harry Chiti.
“… Little Alvin Jackson was born on Christmas Day, one of twelve children from Waco, Texas…” , the late Bob Murphy [original Mets announcer] would babble, every inning of every game he pitched. Jackson was also the fastest runner on the 162 New York Mets.
Hard to dislike Choo Choo, who was the fastest runner the Mets ever have had catch for them. That’s Clarence, to you.
Casey brought in former Yankee outfielder Gene Woodling. Gornisht helphen.
Former Dodger and future bullpen coach Joe Pignatano did some catching for the ’62 Mets.
Myron “Joe” Ginsberg, one of the few Jewish ballplayers in Mets history, also did some catching in 1962.
Bob Moorhead [A surname that, after all these years, still evokes a smile.] was a gas can, waiting to explode.
Johnny DeMerit was a highly regarded prospect for the Braves and a lowly regarded bust for the Mets.
The original Frank “Mule” Thomas was a super hitter in the National League for a decade before the Mets were born and the heart of their offense [such as it was] in 1962.
A lot more was expected of this former Brave. I remember Felix Millan as the “Cat,” and Felix Mantilla as the “Sail Cat.”
Bob “Righty” Miller [the Mets also had a southpaw Bob Miller in ’62 with far less talent] was an effective pitcher for many years, before, during and after his stint in New York. Trading him for Tim Harkness and Larry Burright seemed like a good idea at the time, but set them back.
Pictured below is the right handed throwing Bob Miller…
.. and Bob “Lefty” Miller.
By all accounts, the Hall O’ Fame 2nd baseman was a removed, uncommunicative coach.
“People ask me what I do in winter when there’s no baseball. I’ll tell you what I do. I stare out the window and wait for spring.” – Rogers Hornsby
“There comes a time in every man’s life, and I’ve had a few.” That’s my favorite Casey Stengel quote.
Sammy’s brother was Solly Drake, not…
…Mets coach Solly Hemus.
Charlie Neal was a terrific ballplayer for the Dodgers… for the Mets, another story.
Then Brooklyn Dodger Harry “Cookie” Lavagetto in his last ML at bat broke up Bill Beven’s no hitter against the Yankees in the 1947 Woild Serious. After coaching the Mets for a while, he was traded for SF Giant coach Wes Westrum, who later replaced Casey as manager.
Going in to the season Gus Bell was worth a lot… “on paper.” The Mets, and fans like me, play the game on grass. :-)
The first Met drafted was Hobie Landrith, whom they traded for…
… Faye’s brother, Marv Throneberry, who was once a prospect with the Yankees.
Former Cardinal outfielder Bobby Gene Smith played some for the ’62 Mets.
Sammy Taylor came over from the Cubs and did nothing but add to the Mets catching woes.
In a spring training battle, Sherman “Roadblock” Jones [pictured bellow] beat out Bob “Butterball” Botz, who shared a nickname with my rather large brother, for a spot on the original roster.
Richie “Whitey” Ashburn nicknamed Marv Throneberry,”Marvelous.” What a team. 40 wins, 40 nicknames.
I’d love to have bigger pictures of coach Ralph “Red” Kress, who died shortly after the season…
… and pitchers Larry Foss…
…and Herb Moford.
Mr. Met, mascot extraordinaire.
Original Mets Annoncers
Bob Murphy, Lindsey Nelson, Ralph Kiner