TALES FROM THE
LOS ANGELES DODGERS
DUGOUT
A COLLECTION OF THE GREATEST DODGERS STORIES EVER TOLD
RICK MONDAY
WITH KEN GURNICK
FOREWORD BY
TOMMY LASORDA
CONTENTS
Copyright 2006, 2013 by Rick Monday and Ken Gurnick
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To my wife Barbaralee, who has heard these stories a few hundred times and still smiles when I retell them: Your unconditional love and support allows me to keep the memories alive. I love you.
To each and every member of the Los Angeles Dodgers Family: I am honored to share this championship with you.
To every parent and coach who has given a youngster a reason to dream, and the courage to chase it.
To Baseball: may it forever be a game of honor and integrity.
RM
FOREWORD
BY TOMMY LASORDA
I t is only natural that Rick Monday would write a book about the Dodgers world championship season of 1981. If not for Rick and his dramatic home run that helped us beat the Montreal Expos in the League Championship Series, we might not have been world champions that year.
But you can say the same thing for every single player who wore the Dodger uniform that season, which is one of the reasons that the fruits of victory tasted so sweet. The 1981 seasonwith Fernandomania and the players strike and the remarkable three comebacks in the postseasontruly required a team effort.
Just thinking about that great season reminds me of the feeling of winning that World Series. It was the ultimate in satisfaction. We not only won the World Series, we finally defeated the New York Yankees, who had beaten us in our last two World Series appearances in 1977 and 1978.
This time, we beat them with a ball club that showed it had as much heart as talent. It was a team that consisted, in large part, of players whom I had managed since their first days as professionals. We had shared many highs and lows over the years, worked endless hours on fields at every level, and now, together, we had reached the pinnacle of our sport with the greatest comeback in baseball history, if you ask me.
Its been 25 years since our thrilling achievement, and Rick has marked the anniversary with this behind-the-scenes look back at one of the most remarkable and rewarding seasons in Dodger history.
A quarter-century later, its still an amazing story
INTRODUCTION
BY RICK MONDAY
T here has always been something magical about the Dodgers. From their revered guts and glory days in Brooklyn, to the polished celebrity of the Los Angeles club, the Dodgers have been a team with heart and soul.
Ebbets Field fans recant plays of Hall of Fame favorite Duke Snider and his teammatesRalph Branca, Jackie Robinson, Gil Hodges, Roy Campanella, Pee Wee Reese, Don Newcombe, Carl Erskine, Clem Labine, and Preacher Roeas though they took the field just yesterday. Los Angeles gave us the awe-inspiring excitement of Hall of Famers Sandy Koufax and Don Drysdale and the determination of Tommy Davis, Maury Wills, Lou Johnson, Willie Davis, Wes Parker, and Jim Gilliam. In the 70s, 80s, and 90s, players like Fernando Valenzuela, Orel Hershiser, Hideo Nomo, Don Sutton, Tommy John, Jimmy Wynn, Pedro Guerrero, Mike Piazza, and Steve Garvey added to an already storied past. More recently, Gary Sheffield, Paul Lo Duca, Jeff Kent, and Kevin Brown gave Angelenos a reason to come out to the park, and Eric Gagne brought the Fever Pitch to a new level as he welcomed us to the jungle with GAME OVER.
Rich with history, steeped in tradition, and teeming with talent, the Los Angeles Dodgers have earned their place as a jewel in the crown of baseball. Each Dodger teamwhether shining brightly, like a ruby in a gorillas you know what, or bruised and burnished from extra-long seasonshas left its own footprint in the dirt of the infield. Those who came before 1981 instilled in that seasons team a burning desire to uphold the honor. I would like to believe that for those who came after us, we did the same.
It was not an easy road for us to travel in 1981. But the journey is always easier when you travel with people you can trust. In that sense, it was an easy journey. The 1981 season may have ended long ago, but the friendships have not. Each one of the gentlemen mentioned in this book has my utmost respect for what he accomplished on the field and for the professionalism displayed while doing it.
I was privileged to be their teammate; I am honored to call them friends.
TALES FROM THE
DODGERS
DUGOUT
DAMN YANKEES
D amn. Yankees. Im not talking about the Ray Walston-Gwen Verdon Broadway production or its Technicolor adaptation. Certainly, there is no Disney-like musical accompaniment accentuating the sentiment. To the Dodgers organization, dating back to the Brooklyn days, losing toand despisingthe New York Yankees has been a way of life.
My dislike of the Yankees began prior to my arrival in Los Angeles in 1977. As best as I can remember, my dislike for the Yankees must have begun at birth. Im not really sure whyit was just my way of life. Growing up in sunny Santa Monica, California, my life was pretty simple. Some days, my biggest decision was whether I should stop at the A&W for an orange freeze on my way to the beach or wait until I was on my way home. My days revolved around baseball, football, and surfingin that order. And as far as baseball was concerned, I was no fan of the Yankees.
I didnt dislike anything in particular concerning the Yankees. It wasnt about their high payroll, ownership, or even localeit was more of a general sense of disgust. The Yankees were everywhere: on TV and radio and in print. The popular consensus was that baseball and the Yankees were synonymous. I didnt see it that way.
As a kid mesmerized by baseball, I could appreciate the play of other teams. Rooting for the underdog became my modus operandi, and I was loyal to anyonebut the Yankees. Looking back, I realize my youthful dislike wasnt limited to just the team, either. I included their players as well. It wasnt personal; it was the pinstripes.