When I returned to the A’s beat in the spring of 2013, I hadn’t seen Bob Welch in about five years, maybe more.
I’d hit the road for a dozen-plus years in Seattle and he’d spent time away from the A’s working for the Arizona Diamondbacks but ultimately had been lured back to the Oakland organization by longtime buddy Curt Young.
We’d almost always gotten along well enough, although there are going to be rocky patches between reporters and players, and that’s never going to change.
We started talking, rehashing old times and I was completely unprepared for what happened next. Welch called longtime A’s photographer Michael Zagaris over from the far side of the clubhouse, put his arm around my shoulder and told Zagaris, `I want a picture with this guy.’ ’’
That’s sort of the way it was with Bobby Welch. He liked people. He loved baseball. And anything that brought the two of them together was all right by him.
SCOTTSDALE, Ariz. – It was good to catch up for a minute with one of the A’s of an earlier era, Walt Weiss, the new manager of the Colorado Rockies.
Weiss was the shortstop on the 1988 A’s team when he became the third consecutive Oakland player to win Rookie of the Year honors, following in the wake of Jose Canseco (1986) and Mark McGwire (1987).
The A’s apparently are closing in on a deal with free agent reliever Russ Springer. Forgive me if I don’t go overboard with anticipation.
Don’t get me wrong. Springer has had two very good years in a row. But relief pitchers are a little bit like the economy. You can use your best data to get an idea of what will happen in the coming 12 months, but in reality, it’s far too unpredictable to know for sure. So while Springer will add a nice veteran presence for a young bullpen, it’s worth noting that he hasn’t pitched in the American League — generally considered superior offensively to the National League — since he was with the then-Anaheim Angels in 1995.
That said, the A’s usually do a nice job of finding setup men. Jim Mecir, Jeff Tam, Chad Bradford, Mike Magnante, and even Ricardo Rincon (for a time) have been the right men at the right time through the years. It’ll be interesting to see if Springer can do the same.
— No brainer call by the A’s brass to re-up play-by-play man Ken Korach for another couple of seasons. I did not envy Korach when he had to step in for Lon Simmons back in 1995, but through the years, he has established himself as one of the best in the game. I’m not sure how much the kids out there still listen to games on the radio, but broadcasting that way has become a lost art. Korach maintains objectivity (a nearly extinct quality these days), regularly gives props to opponents and does a fantastic job of painting a picture. Now that the A’s are on a radio station that can be heard outside the Coliseum parking lot, do yourself a treat and tune in.
— One last note on the Jay McGwire/Mark McGwire news item last week. I asked Matt Holliday at a luncheon last Thursday whether he would care if it was revealed officially that McGwire used steroids. Holliday, who has worked on his hitting with Big Mac, predictably didn’t comment. But it seems to me that, at this point, why would we care? It would be a bit like condeming somebody for smoking in the 1950s or not wearing their seat belts in the ’70s. Mark McGwire was a product of his time and seems to have made some mistakes with his choices along the way. That would put him in company with, oh, the entire human race. But what bothers me is his lack of forthrightness. If he truly wants to help people, he needs to be honest about his experience, whatever it may have been. Living a lie, if that’s indeed what he’s doing, is an extremely dark place to be.
Wow, back in the blogosphere again. The job description for me has changed in the past couple of months — won’t bore you with the details — so the posting in this space has belonged primarily to Joe Stiglich, our fine A’s beat writer. But I’ve recently been given clearance to launch again, and Joe and I will be sharing the space as we get closer to spring training.
Anyway, wanted something interesting to mark my return and darned if Dead Spin hasn’t provided it. It’s tough to tell sometimes what’s for real and what’s tongue in cheek on that site, but it appears that Jay McGwire is about to out his older brother. You know, the guy who bombed 345 homers over his final seven seasons.
Of course, to say this reveals any great insight would be akin to saying that George Michael’s misadventures at Beverly Hills park a decade ago revaled something we didn’t really know already about his sexuality.
Still, Jay McGwire’s story, if an when it’s published, removes yet another layer of doubt surrounding his big brother. I can tell you that when Mark McGwire appeared on Capitol Hill four years ago, I got an e-mail out of the blue from a guy who told me he knew Jay McGwire from a local gym and that it was an open secret the guy was dealing in steroids. The gentleman wouldn’t go on the record, wouldn’t lead me to anyone else, and the story never went anywhere. But it’s interesting.
And speaking of McGwire, the kid who does batting-stance impersonations did a fantastic one of No. 25. But the best was Dwayne Murphy with the hat pulled down over his head and swinging so hard he fell down.