Watchdog

One of my favorite moments in Ball Four is the recounting of the tale where, after a grueling loss, Pepitone came out of the shower to blow-dry his perfect coif:

So everyone was tired and angry and upset and you could hear a pin drop in the clubhouse, because after a loss that's the way it's supposed to be. Pepitone came out of the shower and turned his hair-dryer on . Whoooosh! Instant white. He looked like an Italian George Washington wearing a powdered wig. There was talcum powder over everything, his hair, his eyebrows, his nose, the hair on his chest. Of course, everybody went crazy. Loss or no, they all laughed like hell.

The paragraph ends with what may, in my legal opinion, be an admission of guilt by one J. Bouton of Teaneck, New Jersey.

I bet that only in his own mind is there any pressure whatsoever to have a bouffant (sp?) hairdo/wig. This guy was a gigantic waste as a baseball player, NY's answer to Bo Belinsky, another complete waste.

Wow Sandy.......
Did these guys cost you a coupla side bets back in the 60's?

Joe Pepitone gave hope to the Italian demographic after the Scooter moved into the booth during a period when the Yankees needed every fan they could get.
Bo Belinsky brought beautiful women and Hollywood into the Angel camp when the American League was an afterthought in Dodgerland of SoCal.

They may have sucked as ballplayers.(Pepi WAS an All-Star)...but hey...give 'em credit for what they were......two more in a long line of baseball characters that helped instill the beauty of baseball into the soul of the American masses.

(Okay, that was deep....not sure where that came from....but who couldn't love NY's 1st baseman back then? Pepitone and Kranepool?)

I liked Joe Namath.