New Ron Santo Cubs Book Rates A ’10’

(With 24 Pages of
Great Photos!)

I just received my copy of Ron Santo: A Perfect 10, by Pat Hughes and Rich Wolfe (Lone Wolfe Press, $24.95). Wow! I read it all in one sitting. If you ever cheered for the inspiring third baseman or joined in the groans and gasps of his agony-to-ecstasy Cubs broadcasts, you’ll devour this title, too.

I don’t even believe the book has typical chapters from friends, family and co-workers. Instead, I think each chapter is more like an insightful letter — a personal correspondence with readers and one last love letter to Ron.

Most surprisingly, I found lots of autograph-related content in this pages, such as…

“After those games, on the ride home, fans would be everywhere,“ wrote son Ron Santo Jr. “Dad would sign autographs at every stop sign on our route through those Chicago neighborhood streets, all the way to the Kennedy.”

Broadcaster and co-author Pat Hughes wrote, “People would write us letters, not just about baseball, they’d write Ronnie letters telling him that their own child was suffering. Ron would read these stacks of fan mail and he’d take them on the road with us.” Sure enough, the eternal Cub would CALL the challenged families, offering a specific heart-to-heart talk with each diabetic child.

Son Jeff wrote of his dad’s pride and ego. “He would get fan mail and if any came in addressed to ‘Santos’ he would throw it in the garbage. ‘They don’t know who I am.’”

I was moved by the chapter by Adielene Santo, Ron’s older sister. She told of preparing to attend the wake after her brother’s funeral. She chose to greet and thank the fans standing behind barricades. “He loved you, and I know he’d want me out here.” Shockingly, some of the fans asked for her autograph, which she declined politely.

While Ron’s sister seemed forgiving of overzealous collectors, she witnessed the best in the days after her return home. “I got fan mail,” she said. “The letters I got were beautiful.”

When can an autograph be life-changing? I think Ron knew the answer. In the chapter by Suellen Johnson, who helped organize the first Ron Santo Walkathon for the Juvenile Diabetes Research Fund (JDRF), she writes:

“One of my daughter’s prized possessions from 1979 is her baseball glove that reads, ‘Congratulations on doing your own shot. Your friend, Ron Santo.’”

A portion of the proceeds from book sales will be donated to JDRF. I can still hear Ronnie shouting, “This must be the year!” If I might borrow his microphone, let me add: “This must be the book!”

Steve Renko & Co.– Writing To Pitchers

Sweet signature, but
a sweeter swing. He
had 114 career hits.
Take that, DH rule!

“Please, let me try pitching!”

For years, no Little League coach heard my plea. This left-hander never got the chance.

I looked at my baseball cards. I saw their squinting faces and confident smirks. I wanted to be THEM.

That’s what led me to choose the latest group I wrote to. Say their names, and I see their cards still dancing in my head. The rotation includes:

Dennis Bennett
Wally Bunker
Bud Byerly
Pat Combs
Danny Darwin
Eddie Fisher
Joe Gibbon
Steve Hargan
Steve Renko
Pat Zachry

Coming Friday: My review of the new book Ron Santo: A Perfect 10.

Alabama Hometown Needs Virgil Trucks

A great read!

I’m not alone.

After my recent conversation that I shared with Virgil Trucks, I realize that all collectors adore the kind signer. I’m unsure if the people of Calera, his Albama hometown, comprehend how cherished the former pitcher is.

On one travel website, I saw a 2008 photo of the “Welcome to Calera” sign on the edge of town. The sign noted that NASCAR driver Hut Stricklin is from town. And that some high school team won a state championship in 1997.

Sigh…

The town is working to open a Fire Trucks Museum. I’d hope that Mister “Fire” Trucks could be represented with a statue there.

As I urge Calera-ites to honor their local hero while he and his family are still here to enjoy the acclaim, I’m asking for reader help.

I’ve spoken with the Calera postmaster. I feel that Virgil Trucks should be saluted simply for all the stamps he’s convinced collectors to buy. I asked the postmaster if he’d be open to creating a cachet, or a special cancellation to honor a milestone anniversary in the Virgil Trucks Story. He was eager to know what autograph collectors might think of the idea.

I’ll forward all feedback to Calera.

Jack Buck Versus Harry Caray? Cardinals Pitcher Dick Hughes Sorts Out the Pair In Two Words!

Hughes maintained that tight signature!

He finished second to Tom Seaver in 1967 National League Rookie of the Year balloting. A rotator cuff injury snuffed out his rising stardom in just three seasons.

Nevertheless, pitcher Dick Hughes remains a control master. He says so much in so few words.

Hughes debuted in St. Louis in September, 1966. I asked if he recalled interviews with broadcasters Jack Buck and Harry Caray, and the resulting impressions of each.

“Jack Buck was REAL; Harry not so! EGO.”

Before Tim McCarver logged decades as a broadcaster, he served as a batterymate. As a catcher, did Hughes find him either wise or witty during conferences on the mound?

“A trip to the mound in a ticklish situation in Philly. What he said to do I did and we won the game.”

Hughes served as part of the inaugural class of Redbirds breaking in “new” Busch Stadium. Having pitched nine minor league seasons, did Hughes consider the new ballpark a luxury?

“Dimensions were fine, but playing got extremely hot. Grass is best.”

The what-if career of Dick Hughes is fully described in this fine profile by Bob Netherton, found on the http://www.i70baseball.com/ website.

Bill White Book Means Temporary Autographs

Will he ever autograph
a card again?

I just found Bill White’s memoir Uppity at the library.

I’ve just started reading. I cheated, seeking out a review before I started.

There’s no clue in the index for the “A” word.

Autographs.

Sure enough, I’ve seen a couple of photos of the former All-Star, National League president and Yankees broadcaster at bookstores…

holding a pen!

Yes, the author has been signing for book buyers.

White made hobby news when he contacted baseball address list maker Harvey Meiselman. He wanted no more fan mail. White wanted removed from future listings. For the past decade, White signed grudgingly (at most), taking years to respond to the ultra-few lucky collectors he’d acknowledge.

When White took this huge step, the hobby world assumed it might never see a White autograph ever again. Now, the speculation grows. Will a book buyer be able to convince Bill White to autograph a card?

Coming Tuesday: Cardinals pitcher Dick Hughes compares Jack Buck and Harry Caray.