arrived on the baseball scene on July 17, 1912 with the
old Brooklyn Dodgers. My outlandish behavior and run-on
sentences set me apart from others. I hit .316 in
1914 and was traded to the Pirates in 1918.
In my first game back to Ebbets Field, Brooklyn, I was
booed unmericfully by the hometown fans. Made no difference
- I caught a sparrow, tucked it under my cap - the next
time at bat when the boos started, I lifted my cap and all
the boos turned to laughter. I was traded to the N.Y.
Giants and all-the-while studied legend John McGraw's managing
style. I became the Yankees' manager in 1949 and managed
the club until the end of 1960.
Here's some of my favorite memories - After the first-ever
exploding scoreboard was installed in Comiskey Park, Chicago
- I brought firecrackers for the Yankees and after we hit
a homer, my players and I set off the fireworks and I danced
a jig on the dugout steps..... In another game, with my
Yankees leading, when it started raining lightly, I took
an umbrella out to the pitcher's mound.
In 1962, I was hired to manage the expansion N.Y. Mets
and they ended with the worst record in National League
history, 40-120. This team was called the 'Amazing Mets.'