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Thank you gentlemen ( Brian & Forschster )…… you’re too kind! I’m a titch rusty, Brian, so I’ll probably ease back into my posting routine so not to risk injury. Not that anyone was counting, but during my Birdhouse/Cardinal Nation posting career from May of ’06 to April of ’16, I averaged a rather robust 9.7 posts per day. I had to leave baseball after only the second game of the ’16 campaign because it became painfully obvious that the cubbies were about to embark on a 2 year playoff run. I just couldn’t take it! So regretfully I had to leave the game. If it’s one thing I’ve learned from this horrible experience, it’s that as much as I love my beloved St. Louis Cardinals, I dislike the cubbies ten times as much as my love for the Birds. I’m not proud of this. But thank God their little run is over. The Chicago cubs will not make the playoffs in 2018…..let me repeat that….the Chicago cubs will NOT make the playoffs this year. So let’s get ready to saddle on up and enjoy one whale of a season. With all of your blessings, I would like to help call one of the first games of the regular season just like in the good ol’ days. If you already have a crack PBP crew intact, maybe I could just sit in and offer a word or two every inning? Have a feeling this year is going to be a fun one!
For obvious reasons they get no fanfare whatsoever, but the importance of the team psychologist is crucial to the success of an organization. Back in Templeton’s era, some teams did not employ one. George Steinbrenner was said to have an elite team shrink on the hefty Yankee payroll during his historic run in NY. George fondly referred to this man as his “10th Man”. The good doctor was supposedly on par in his profession at the same stature as greats like Ruth, Gehrig and DiMaggio was to theirs. Steinbrenner never made a significant player move without him. Before any free agent was inked or high draft pick selected, they first were subjected to spending an hour or two with the Yankee team psychologist. And I guess he wasn’t your basic garden variety shrink who would hold up pictures of ink blots gone wild to get your take on them. It was said this guy could not be fooled and could accurately get vivid glimpses into one’s soul in mere minutes of conversation. We Cardinal fans can thank God he was plying his trade in The Big Apple and not San Diego during the Templeton era or Ozzie Smith would never have landed in St. Louis.
