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1. Being Chuck Yeager’s cousin. Imagine being a longtime starter on one of the marquee teams in major league baseball and still being second banana at the family reunions. "Hey, Chuck, check out my World Series MVP award." "Hey, that’s great, Steve (even if you did share the award with two other guys). Oh, by the way, here’s a picture of me after I became the first human being to break the sound barrier."
2. Almost dying in the on-deck circle. A shard from Bill Russell’s broken bat hit him in the neck, puncturing his esophagus. (You know you’re an injury pioneer when your esophagus gets involved.) To protect Yeager’s beleaguered body part the Dodgers trainer created the first throat protector, which soon became part of every catcher’s protective armor. I’m pretty sure Yeager never wore the throat protector in the on-deck circle, which casts an odd light on the invention. It’s kind of like getting hit by a car and then inventing something that protects you from getting hit by trains.
3. Posing in Playgirl. For some reason on the rare occasions when the subject of Playgirl comes up, I always think of a line uttered by Paul Newman’s grizzled player-coach in Slapshot about the relative pulchritude of the male body: "Dicks. They ain't petunias."
4. Converting to Judaism. You could make the case that Steve Yeager deserves the starting spot on the all-time Jewish baseball player all-star team. There haven’t been that many nice Jewish boys willing to don the tools of ignorance. There was the colorful, defensively apt but offensively inept Moe Berg, early 1960s Dodger backup Norm Sherry, and current longtime weak-hitting, good fielding catcher Brad Ausmus. Mike Lieberthal is often also mentioned in discussions of Jewish ballplayers, but he seems to be pretty vehement about not wanting to be identified as a Jew. (I believe that, like me, Lieberthal’s father was Jewish. I proudly consider myself a half-breed, embracing neither Lieberthal’s apparent denial of his roots on his father’s side nor the orthodox Jewish belief that if a person’s mother isn’t Jewish that person is not at all Jewish.) I’d say all things considered Yeager tops all those guys, so if you’re willing to overlook the fact that he wasn’t actually Jewish while he was playing and instead concentrate on his willful post-career embrace of Judaism, he gets the starting nod, catching Sandy Koufax and taking his place in the following batting order: Benny Kauff (CF), Rod Carew (2B) (I follow Jonah Keri in including Carew), Hank Greenberg (1B), Sid Gordon (LF), Al Rosen (3B), Sean Shawn Green (RF), Yeager (C), Buddy Myer (SS), and Koufax (P).
5. Being one in a long line of good, if not excellent, Dodgers catchers. A couple days ago, hard on the heels of Manny Ramirez’s 500th home run, Batter’s Box wondered if Red Sox left fielders comprise the single best position of any franchise in baseball history, mentioning Ramirez, Duffy Lewis, Ted Williams, Carl Yastrzemski, Jim Rice, and Mike Greenwell. The ensuing conversation there and on the Baseball Think Factory turned up several contenders for the honor, including among many others Yankees centerfielders and first basemen, Cardinals first basemen, Browns/Orioles shortstops, and Giants first basemen. The first thought that came to my mind when I saw the topic was Yankees catchers. I wasn’t the only one to think of this. But no one mentioned the same position for the Dodgers. But consider all the Dodgers catchers named by Bill James as among the 100 best of all time (their ranking follows their names): Roy Campanella (3), Mike Piazza (5) (when the rating came out it was based almost entirely on his time with the Dodgers), Johnny Roseboro (27), Mike Scioscia (36), Steve Yeager (78), Joe Ferguson (79) (the journeyman had a few career-representative seasons with the team in question), and Mickey Owen (88). The Yankees' list is probably a bit stronger--Yogi Berra (1), Bill Dickey (7), Thurman Munson (14), Elston Howard (15), Wally Schang (20) (see note for Ferguson), and Butch Wynegar (65) (see note for Ferguson)--especially considering that Jorge Posada deserves to be added somewhere pretty near the top, but the Dodgers' backstops, current star Russell Martin included, are certainly no slouches. You could do a lot worse than a future Jew-embracing thespian willing to injure his esophagus and bare his petunia.
I only wish you had shown the 1977 Yeager card that pictured him in his crouch. This card was the only Dodger in the first pack of cards I ever got, and the real reason he's my all-time favorite.
To go along with 2 , yeah, he was barely competent as a hitter, though he did have his moments, notably the homer off of Guidry in the 1981 Series (going back to back with Pedro Guerrero for the Dodgers only runs). He was famous for his hitting motto, "Swing hard in case you hit something." But, he was purported to be the best defensive catcher, and certainly the best throwing catcher, the Dodgers have ever had. That's saying something in a group with Mike Scioscia and Russell Martin.
His other bizarre injuries (apart from the bat shard) were getting plowed by Dave Parker in a home plate collision. Scioscia is equally famous for getting bowled over by Jack Clark a decade or so later. He was also knocked unconscious when an opposing hitter's follow-through struck him in the head. That was the first time I saw my favorite player in person. In the top of the first inning, sprawled out behind home plate and motionless.
Apart from the Playgirl appearance, Yeager was every bit the embodiment of LA in the 70s. He had that wavy, possibly permed hair, and he wore those glasses that turned into sunglasses outdoors.
The one bummer about Yeager - he was roommates and best friends with insufferable boyscout and incompetent announcer Rick Monday. Oh well, we needed both of them (along with third musketeer Jerry Reuss) to win the title in 81.
4 : I have a card of Yeager crouching, and now I wish I'd used it. Some other time, for sure. A very weird thing about Yeager in my collection: as I've mentioned before, for mysterious reasons my number of Dodgers, Braves, and Phillies have been seriously depleted from when I was a kid. Yet I have five Steve Yeager cards, including the one shown here. That's equal to as many cards as I have of any single player, I believe. So, to recap, very few Dodgers, a ton of Steve Yeagers. It's as if whatever mysterious force robbed me of most of my Dodgers decided to let me hold onto Yeager in all his evocative guises (tinted glasses, crouching, sideburns, etc.).
And Carew's iffy eligibility (he married a Jewish woman and raised his children Jewish--plus as illustrated in the Sandler song his name rhymes nicely with Jew and he was mentioned in a Beastie Boys song--but is not himself Jewish) opens the door for another up-and-comer, Ian Kinsler.
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Challenge accepted - let's see what happens.
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Maybe not a bizarre accident, but baseball-related, was Yeager's life threatening car accident on the way home from a game last year. He's recovered and able to show off more scars.
Steve Yeager is seldom called out for his role with the famous stable Dodger infield of Cey, Russell, Lopes and Garvey. Even though he was their catcher pretty well their whole run together. In my mind, I usually think of that group as a five man expanded infield that played together.
Other people remember those, right? Its not just me?
I was a catcher from age 7 through college--lucky for me the fat kid had to go on vacation in 1975--and I remember at the time trying to keep up with all those mid-70s catching innovations.
Judging from some of the scrapes that Chuck got into, there must be some extra strand in the Yeager gene makeup that protects them in catastrophic accidents.
Left me giggling.
Leave it to you, Josh, to present me with something I knew (the Yeager-bat shard incident) from a completely new angle (the remedy would do nothing to prevent the incident in question).
It's as if Rip Hamilton came up with his face mask after being kicked in the groin.
We share a birthday
I used to see him on the 101 driving a ferrari during the 70's.
He used to come by for drinks at my friends steakhouse in Palmsprings when he worked for the Angels, and I was told that he was one of the good guys.
I loved his defense and because of that I never appreciated how good Fergy was until he came back for his 2nd term with the Dodgers.
This is one of those things that I wish I thought of.
As for my fellow Ms.O.T., a few things:
Had no idea Yeager converted, that's tremendous. It's an interesting debate on Yeager vs. Ausmus. Since it's close on a performance level (Ausmus has also been a plus defender during his career, of course), we may have to use Jewish standards to break the tie. Ausmus fulfilled at least part of his parents' dreams by obtaining a degree from an Ivy League school. However, he did not become a doctor, lawyer or accountant. Yeager didn't go to an Ivy League school...but he did show that he really wanted it in going through the conversion process.
We may need a Solomonic split here.
Other stuff:
Have to agree that I'd want Braun and Youkilis on the team, even if that means we have to use a DH or a bench, or whatever. I had Kinsler in my top 18 too, big fan, he'll be among the all-time mensches by the time he hangs up his spikes and tefillin.
The Life and Times of Hank Greenberg is one of my favorite movies, period, never mind favorite baseball movies. I'm actually looking at my giant poster of said movie, signed by the talented filmmaker Aviva Kempner and framed. Only movie poster I own. Definitely worth a high spot in the Netflix queue.
24 : Thanks for checking in, Jonah. Always good to hear from the world's most eloquent Expos fan.
25 : I wonder if someone in Bautista's family tree came to the D.R. in the emigration described at the below link in an article about an outrageously uncharacteristic act by the brutal dictator Trujillo:
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Yeager was my manager this January at Dodger Adult Fantasy Camp in Vero Beach. It was the single greatest week of my life (sorry babe!).
He was insanely competitive, incredibly funny, and just plain foul. He was salty like we were back when we were 12 years old and just learning how to really swear.
The team loved him, we adopted his personality and generally taunted and annoyed the other campers long after we left the field...well until we lost the title game.
I tore my hammy something bad early in the week but modified my swing (with his help) and used pinch runners so that I could stay in the line-up when Steve said he needed my bat. For the record, you just can't imagine how your over-the-hill head swells when a former big leaguer says "can you go? We can use your stick in the in the line-up..." I was dizzy with delight before the words stopped vibrating the air. What I am trying to say is that I loved playing for Yeager and would run through a brick wall for him without thinking twice.
Thanks for making me think about this
I wouldn't if I didn't have the baseball card.
In June, The Armada made a road trip to Canada and became short-handed. Here is a blurb from the Armada website (www.longbeacharmada.com) about Yeager joining the active roster..
6/26/2008
The Armada are a bit short handed on this trip so the team is not using a DH--this is National League ball which means that the pitcher is hitting. With only have eight position players active, manager Steve Yeager is on the active roster. If there is another injury, he will play first base. Yeager has not been an active player since retiring in 1986 (that's 22 seasons ago) when he played for the Seattle Mariners. To listen to the games this weekend go to www.calgaryvipers.com
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