Willie Mays a true baseball treasure
Posted: Wednesday, July 11, 2007 11:42 AM
Last night's All-Star Game in San Francisco allowed the Giants, a franchise that has appreciated its greats, to properly honor its greatest: The Say Hey Kid.
Did you catch the exchange with Derek Jeter and Ken Griffey Jr. talking to Mays. Every time the Hall of Famer spoke, the two stars smiled. There was no generation gap. There was only unabashed admiration for the legendary center fielder.
That's the Mays I had the honor of becoming familiar with during my years as a broadcaster with the Giants. The Mays who always greeted you with a smile and a wisecrack. The Mays who always talked to anyone in the clubhouse, who always signed for anyone in uniform, who offered his home phone number to young players who wanted to talk baseball, and who would fill a room while he told hours of stories -- none a repeat, and all guaranteed to leave you laughing.
I've enjoyed no greater thrill than an hour of quietly listening in the corner of a room to stories swapped by Mays and his former Giants teammate Willie McCovey.
That's why Mays is a treasure. He makes you feel as good about being around the game as you did when you were watching him play it.
Calvin Murray was drafted by the Giants in the first round (seventh pick overall) of the 1992 amateur draft. The outfielder never realized the potential that led to his being chosen so high. But for years in spring training Murray was mentored by Mays. And it wasn't kid-glove treatment.
Mays would tell the speedy Murray that bunt hits were great, but also tell him, "Do I think I got to drive a Cadillac by bunting...I had to hit home runs to get a fancy car." Mays tried to prod Murray into digging as deep as possible to make himself the best player he could.
Mays doesn't lack in pride. With little prodding he tells of calling pitches from centerfield, and positioning the corner outfielders based on the pitch he signaled to the catcher.
The incredible catch he made on a ball hit by Vic Wertz in the 1954 World Series -- not his best he says, just the timeliest. And, he adds, that it wasn't that tough, that there was so much room in deep centerfield at the Polo Grounds that he was able to purposely catch the ball over his left shoulder in order to pivot and quickly fire the ball back to the infield.
Did you see Mays' hands in any of the close-ups on the telecast of the All-Star Game? Huge hands, meaty hands that are not merely extensions of his arms, but independent forces which help to explain his astounding strength. His eyesight has faded, which made the walk through centerfield at the All-Star Game a challenge. But his mind is sharp, and around the ballpark his spirit revives.
How great is Mays? On that walk from centerfield did you notice who was at his side? Barry Bonds. And Mays' affection for his godson is genuine. Mays is the only person from which I see that for Bonds, who is about to become the all-time leading home-run hitter in the game.