Baseball Quiz: Teammates winning MVP awards in consecutive
years. 1) What Brooklyn Dodgers teammates won in 1955 and
56? 2) What New York Yankees teammates won in 1961, 62
and 63? 3) What Milwaukee Brewers teammates won in 1981
and 82? Answers below.
Congratulations to New Zealander Scott Dixon for winning the
Indy 500. I have to say, I caught most of it (I took a strategic 3-
mile jog around the mid-point) and it wasn’t the exciting race the
sport needed after the much-ballyhooed merger of the two
competing open-wheel factions that meant the truly best racers
would be competing for the first time in like 12 years.
But once again, even though she didn’t finish for the first time in
four starts at the Brickyard, Danica Patrick proved she had the
right stuff. Patrick was running in the top ten the whole race
when Ryan Briscoe clipped her on pit road with just 29 laps to
go, thus taking her car out. Patrick wanted to kill Briscoe and
this is one guy who was hoping she had. Alas, track security got
in the way but Danica earned yet another couple million fans by
her actions and display of competitive fire. Go Danica!
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Willie Randolph Death Watch
Here in New York, thankfully there hasn’t been a lot of hard
news (always a good thing, remember), but this means we are
focused on one item…the status of Mets manager Willie
Randolph.
It has already been a tumultuous start to New York’s baseball
season, with the Yankees now annual slow opening fueling doubts
about whether they can extend their playoff streak to 14 straight
seasons (12 for 12 under Joe Torre), while over at Shea, the Mets
incredibly dismal play that led to last September’s titanic
collapse has carried over to 2008.
At some point you have to point fingers at the manager. Sure,
the players play the game, but you can’t fire or always trade
them, especially with some of the outrageous contracts they
have, so it’s up to the field general to motivate these guys, in this
case the underachieving Metsies.
Consider this, not only did the Mets, with all their legitimate
talent (starting with Wright, Reyes and Beltran, let alone Johan
Santana this year), go 5-12 in blowing a 7-game lead last fall, but
over their last 158 games, the Mets are now four games under
.500.
The Willie Randolph situation has divided the Mets fan base
unlike anything I’ve seen in the past, pitting family members
against one another, in some cases, old vs. new, like in the case
of Phil W. and father Stu. I mean to tell you, I haven’t heard
how their Memorial Day weekend went, but I received notes
from both of them end of last week and it’s civil war in their
household. Stu, who goes back to Brooklyn Dodgers days, wants
to cut Willie some slack, but Phil and I say cut the bum loose.
Willie Randolph has always been a likeable guy but this town is
all about winning (as every town should be, frankly) and after the
pain of last year, both Willie and the players simply don’t seem
to get the fans’ wrath. Then Willie made an incredibly stupid
mistake.
In talking to a local reporter last week, Randolph said, “Is it
racial?” when asked about the criticism. “Huh? It smells a little
bit. I don’t know how to put my finger on it, but I think there’s
something there,” as he went on to cite the examples of former
Jets head coach Herman Edwards and former Knicks coach Isiah
Thomas; both incredibly ridiculous comparisons.
Well that was the last straw for many of us, including yours
truly. There wasn’t anyone talking race in New York when it
came to the Mets. Randolph’s head was on the chopping block
for one reason only. The team is too good to be playing .500.
Randolph then compounded matters by going after the team’s
television network. Needless to say, the owners, who own the
network as well as the club, were super pissed off and refused to
answer his calls of apology.
So now you have a black reporter, William C. Rhoden of the
New York Times, an uppity sort to begin with, claiming that race
is a legitimate factor. Give me a freakin’ break. Not when it
comes to Willie. As for the team itself, guess what, it is a racial
thing, though this isn’t what Rhoden is referring to.
Nope, it’s a Latino / White thing going on as the Mets own
announcers the other day declared there is “dissension” in the
clubhouse, with Ron Darling going on to say, “Draw your own
conclusions.”
Will Willie survive? He meets with ownership Monday or
Tuesday back in New York. Should he survive another few days
or weeks, unless they go on a winning streak the Mets faithful
will be absolutely unmerciful.
Stuff
–Mike Piazza retired, age 39. Piazza, the greatest hitting catcher
of all time, finishes with a .308 average, 427 home runs and
1,335 RBI. 396 of the roundtrippers were as a catcher, first in
this category, and well ahead of No. 2 Carlton Fisk’s 351; Fisk
having played 32 seasons more than Piazza to attain his figure.
Thankfully, Piazza was a Met for his last productive seasons,
arriving on the scene May 23, 1998. Mike Vaccaro / New York
Post:
“(It’s) sometimes difficult to remember just how irrelevant the
Mets were in 1998. The Yankees had won a title two years
earlier, were on their way to winning another, and 125 games, to
boot.
“The Mets had won 88 the year before, (Manager Bobby)
Valentine’s first full season, and still there were so many nights
when they not only could have closed off Shea’s upper deck, but
the mezzanine and the loge, too. Piazza’s first day, the Mets got
32,908 for a game against the Brewers, more than half of it a
walk-up sale. The next day, there were over 47,000 in the
house.”
It wasn’t always peaches and cream, but as Vaccaro writes,
“after (some) initial hazing, it was nothing but love between
Piazza and his people, even at the end, when age and the rigors
of catching robbed him of his Hall of Fame hitting skills. There
were two splendid postseason runs. There was the home run he
hit on Sept. 21, 2001, the blast that officially announced that
New York was back in the normalcy business after the Towers
had been leveled….
“ ‘I have to say,’ Piazza said in a statement yesterday, ‘that my
time with the Mets wouldn’t have been the same without the
greatest fans in the world.’
“Nor would the Mets be the same without the greatest every-day
player in their history. He leaves baseball now. He leaves a
fully-stocked baseball town behind him.”
Piazza hit .348 in 109 games after coming over to the Mets from
Florida in ’98, and then 1999-2002, he posted 40-124 [HR-RBI],
38-113, 36-94, and 33-98. As Ronald Reagan said; not bad, not
bad at all.
But those of us who watched him every day also take issue with
his reputation as a poor defensive catcher. True, his arm was
poor, but I have never seen a catcher do a better job of blocking
pitches and the plate, while pitchers loved the way he called a
game.
Plus, the sonuvagun dated Playboy Playmates, for crying out
loud, and then freakin’ married one. I mean, you gotta respect
that, sports fans. [Or at least male sports fans, that is.]
So we quaff our fourth ale of the day to Mike Piazza, a great
Met. [You Dodgers fans have to do your own tribute. I’m not
responsible for you. There’s only so much time in the day, after
all, and I have other responsibilities. Like right now I’m going
grocery shopping, and then I have to………………………]
–Robbie “Kaptain” Knievel jumped 24 delivery trucks at Kings
Island amusement park on Saturday…200 feet. As the story I
read pointed out, though, it’s amazing to think back to Kings
Island, 1975, when father Evel Knievel jumped 115 feet and 14
buses for a then record that “was watched by more than half of
the nation’s television viewers.” I remember being one of those.
It was on “Wide World of Sports,” if I recall correctly. And I
just had a Wide World of Sports flashback…barrel-jumping from
Lake Placid. Remember that one? I wonder what a ticket cost to
attend that truly amazing spectacle…………..cough cough….
hack hack.
–We note the passing of comedian Dick Martin, 86, who teamed
with the late Dan Rowan to host the television sensation of the
late 60s and early 70s, “Rowan and Martin’s Laugh-In.” I know
I get a little nostalgic for you younger folk from time to time, but
what an original this show was. Debuting in January 1968, when
I hadn’t even turned ten, I give my parents credit for allowing me
to watch this. Let’s just say I instantly had a crush on Goldie
Hawn, as did about 60 million other boys and dads. Laugh-In
made her, that’s for sure, and the rest of the ensemble cast was
equally talented, in their own quirky ways; Arte Johnson, Ruth
Buzzi, Henry Gibson, Jo Anne Worley, Lily Tomlin, announcer
Gary Owens, and Judy Carne (whose name mysteriously isn’t
included in the first obituaries I’ve seen…wassup with dat?)
Stars like John Wayne and Kirk Douglas couldn’t wait to appear
for their five second shots, the show was that big, topping the
ratings the first two seasons. Catchphrases such as “Sock it to
me,” “You bet your sweet bippy,” and “Look that up in your
Funk and Wagnall’s” were repeated everywhere.
My big memory was of Richard Nixon popping up to say “Sock
it to me?” at the height of the 1968 presidential campaign. One
never knows how much that three seconds helped humanize the
guy. [Opponent Hubert Humphrey declined the invitation.]
But back to Rowan and Martin, Dan Rowan was the straight man
to Martin’s zany character. Their humor actually stands up
pretty well, forty years later, even if the rest of the show fails to
do so. It’s also almost funny thinking back to the sight of
Rowan, chain-smoking away as everyone did in those days. I
say “almost” because of course this is what killed Rowan in the
end, just as it did John Wayne and millions of others.
–Conde Nast Portfolio had a piece by Jessica Liebman on Major
League Baseball and some of the health inspections at various
ballparks. Like how would you like to eat in some of these, now
that you know the following.
Los Angeles Angels / Angels Stadium: “A major vermin
violation forced the shutdown of one food stand in April 2007; a
cockroach infestation was reported in the Stadium Club kitchen
in August.”
Colorado Rockies / Coors Field: “A May 2007 report declared
the main kitchen ‘unwholesome’ after inspectors found evidence
of spoiled food and ‘poor hygienic practices.’”
Milwaukee Brewers / Miller Park: “Moose droppings….” Oops,
let’s start over. “Mouse droppings littered the floor near one
food-preparation area during a May 2007 inspection, and mold
was found in ice machines, according to a June report.”
[Milwaukee is home to the brat, after all, and Lord knows what
goes in those.]
New York Mets / Shea Stadium: “Evidence of mice, rats, and
flying insects was found in the stadium’s food areas during a
June 2007 inspection.”
[No evidence that former All-Star Jose Reyes was anywhere to
be found.]
Kansas City Royals / Kauffman Stadium: “Mold buildup was
observed inside ice machines……..”
[What is it with mold in ice machines?! Geezuz, that’s freakin’
gross. Just another reason to stick with beer…that’s “The Good
Taste of Beer….it comes in a bottle.”]
But here’s the worst one………….
Oakland A’s / McAfee Coliseum: “In October (’07), inspectors
found signs of ‘insects and/or rodents’ in food facilities as well
as poor storage that exposed food to ‘overhead leakage,’ plus
‘dirt, insects, rodents, and chemical contamination.’”
[Almost sounds like al-Qaeda has been at work there, don’t you
think?]
–From the New York Daily News’ steroid investigation team:
“For years, Kelly Blair, the owner of 1-on-1 Elite Personal
Fitness, bragged to friends and clients who worked out at his
Texas gym that he supplied performance-enhancing drugs to
professional athletes.
“Blair, who was recently questioned by federal agents
conducting the Roger Clemens perjury investigation, regaled
visitors to his Pasadena gym with stories about providing drugs
to Clemens, Andy Pettitte, Jeff Bagwell and other professional
athletes, according to sources. Bagwell, Pettitte and Clemens
were teammates on the Houston Astros in 2004 and 2005.”
Ah yes, Jeff Bagwell, long suspected in this space of being a
user. Maybe that’s not fair, but this guy ballooned as much as
anyone in the steroids era. But for the record, Bagwell’s agent
vehemently denied the insinuation.
–If you didn’t see it, I won’t bore you with a recap, but I just
have to say last Wednesday’s Champions League Final between
Manchester United and Chelsea, in Moscow, was as gripping a
soccer game as you’ll watch. For starters, it was the first all-
England final (there have been all-Spain and all-Italy contests, if
I recall correctly), and let’s just say that it was 1-1 after
regulation and the two 15 minute overtime periods, so it went to
a shootout in pouring rain. Some don’t like this format, but
there’s no way these already exhausted players can keep going.
It has to end somehow and the shootout provided unreal drama.
–Annika Sorenstam, upon announcing her retirement, said
“(Brett Favre said) he loves the competition; he is just tired of
the daily grind and I feel the same way.’”
–While I’m sure most of you know the history of the sandwich,
in reading GolfWeek I can’t help but pass this on.
“The town of Sandwich, home of Royal St. George’s, on the
Kent coastline, gave the western world arguably its most popular
dish: yes, the sandwich.
“Legend has it that John Montagu, the fourth Earl of Sandwich
(1718-92), was such a compulsive gambler that he refused to
leave the table to eat. He would ask for meat to be brought to
him between two slices of bread; hence, the invention of the
sandwich.”
And now you know………………the rest of the story.
–Golfer David Duval, competing on a medical exemption, has
missed the cut in all nine starts thus far this year and needs to
earn $713,235 in his last eleven to keep his tour card. Not good.
Basically, he’s going to need a 3rd and about three other 10-15s
to do it. Ergo, ain’t gonna happen. But they say his attitude is
still good. Oh, what the hell. Maybe he wins one of those fall
tournaments.
–Super win by Phil Mickelson on Sunday at Colonial as he
birdied No. 18 from an impossible position to take his 34th PGA
Tour title.
–I can’t believe Charles Barkley wasn’t at least suspended from
his TNT gig for failing to pay the $400,000, plus interest, he
owed Vegas’ Wynn Resort. Sir Charles said, “I screwed up and
didn’t pay them in a significant amount of time. Could they have
handled it differently? Yes. But it was my fault.” Oh that’s big
of you, Charles. I can’t believe there was a time I actually liked
the guy. We all make mistakes, that’s for sure.
–Speaking of the NBA, and gambling, former referee Tim
Donaghy told investigators in the league’s betting probe that
relationships among officials, coaches and players “affected the
outcome of games,” his attorney said. The league said Donaghy
is full of spit.
–NFL owners voted unanimously to end their agreement with
the players’ union in 2011, two years before the deal was
supposed to expire. But don’t worry, folks, football will proceed
uninterrupted for at least the next three seasons while
negotiations take place. [There was an opt-out provision in the
2006 agreement.]
This was a totally expected move, but there are some real issues,
namely player salaries. The owners say they are paying $4.5
billion to players this year, just under 60% of their total revenues.
The owners also concede that they used to have the advantage,
but they no longer feel that way and I couldn’t agree with them
more.
How can I say that? All you have to do is look at the contract
signed by quarterback Matt Ryan, the No. 3 pick of last month’s
draft by the Falcons. Ryan signed a six-year deal worth $72
million, but with $35 million guaranteed.
That’s been the rub the past few years, the guarantee. You see,
unlike contracts in baseball and basketball, NFL contracts aren’t
guaranteed. In the old days, back before the steam engine, you
could sign a four-year, $10 million contract but you might earn
$2.5 million the first year, get hurt in the middle of it, and then
the club could cut you and not be responsible for any of the
remaining $7.5 million.
Well, you might not think that’s fair so the union (and agents),
through updated agreements with the owners, began opting for
huge upfront bonuses when a contract was signed to protect the
players in case of injury, ostensibly, but this has resulted in just
absurd deals.
Like Ryan’s. He could turn out to be an All-Pro, but $35 million
guaranteed? Goodness gracious. No. 1 overall pick Jake Long
received $30 million guaranteed. Needless to say, there are some
veterans who are super pissed; guys who’ve been in the league
10 years, proved themselves, unlike Ryan and Long, and have
never approached such figures as their careers now wind down. I
wrote about two months ago of a Jets defensive back, whose
name escapes me now, who just got a $20 million guarantee and
he’s a very mediocre player. [Thus another reason why I can’t
remember the guy’s name.] Let’s face it, it’s a screwed up
system that allows some rookies to be paid more than Tom
Brady, and this is what the new NFL contract will be fought
over.
–So I’m listening to XM Radio’s 60s channel while typing this
up and playing now is television star Paul Petersen’s (from the
Donna Reed Show) lone hit, I think, “My Dad.” Geezuz, it
sucks. No Ricky Nelson, that Paul Petersen.
You know what my favorite Ricky Nelson song is? “It’s Up To
You.” Incredibly underrated…both song and artist. And I just
looked it up….he’s been gone 22 ½ years! Now I’m very, very
depressed. I would have said like 12.
–Excuse me…………………..I’m looking for the other ten
years…………
–Ah, but Phil W. came through with some good news amidst my
sudden depression. Tiger Woods’ niece, Cheyenne, is going to
Wake Forest to play golf next year. Now that’s a nice feather in
our caps, my fellow Demon Deacons. And I love the name
Cheyenne………really, I do.
–Oh, this is good. From Agence France-Presse, “Scientists said
they had ‘resurrected’ a gene from the extinct Tasmanian tiger by
implanting it in a mouse, raising the future possibility of bringing
animals such as dinosaurs back to life.”
Now I’m fired up. You talk about future Bar Chat. This is the
way to juice traffic, I’m thinking.
According to the research director for the project, “This is the
first time that DNA from an extinct species has been used to
induce a functional response in another living organism.”
Another chap at the University of New South Wales said “I’m
personally convinced this is going to happen. I’ve got another
group working on another extinct Australian animal and we think
this is highly probably.”
Ooh baby! I wonder if they take requests? Hey, let’s resurrect
Megalodon, the giant, prehistoric shark. That would be bloody
exciting. A little cruise ship action.
–Now on XM, a big-time favorite of moi. New Colony Six’s
“Things I’d Like To Say”. Bar Chat continuuuuuuuuues……..
–So this is how it happened. It seems that Marie-Anne
Theibaud, former secretary and caretaker for Shania Twain, was
sleeping around with Shania’s husband, Mutt. Theibaud, 37 to
Twain’s 42, told E! News, “I know what you’re ringing to ask
me about. But, when marriages break up they break up for all
sorts of complicated reasons, it’s never just one reason. And
those reasons should be kept private.”
OK, OK, Marie-Anne. This is the last time I’ll bring it up!
–Brad K. passed along the story of a locksmith in Oregon who,
according to the AP, “managed to open a 159-year-old safe that
baffled other professional safecrackers and an expert from MIT.”
“In 2 ½ hours, Tom Gorham of Longview got the safe open by
spinning the dial and feeling for grooves to get the combination,
a technique called manipulation.”
Huh.
“You’ve got to have a lot of patience, and concentration doesn’t
hurt,” said Gorham. I guess that was my problem when I
couldn’t remember my high school locker combination.
But it turns out Gorham’s wife is also a locksmith. Wonder how
their wedding night went?
–Steve McQueen has been gone 28 years, but the Porsche he
used to star in the 1971 film “Le Mans” is going up for auction
this coming August in Carmel Valley, California, and it’s said it
will fetch as much as $2 million. The car actually competed in
the 24-hour endurance race five times in the 70s. No doubt, one
of the cooler cars of all time, though I’m still partial to the
Shelby Cobra from that era (though that’s more like early- to
mid-60s).
–Ripped from Page Six of the New York Post:
“Denise Richards is lashing back at her ex, Charlie Sheen, over
the ugly accusations made by his friends on Page Six yesterday
(Thursday).
“Sheen branded her a liar and claimed she sent his fiancée,
Brooke Mueller, an e-mail asking him for his sperm so she could
have another kid. Now Richards….tells us:
“ ‘For him to slam me saying I’m exploiting the kids, well, he’s
exploited our entire situation,’ Richards fumed. She claimed
Sheen obsessively sends her rage-filled text messages.
“ ‘Last week, I sent Charlie a text message asking him if he’s
going to Family Day [for daughter Sam’s school] and letting him
know Sam was sick with a cold,’ Richards said. ‘His response
was, ‘I hope you and your worthless retarded father get cancer
and join your stupid mom……………………………….”
Actually, friends, I think we should all stay out of this one. Let’s
move on, shall we?
–From the Jerusalem Post:
“An Israeli tourist who felt harassed when New Zealand road
workers whistled at her Thursday stripped naked in response,
police said.
“Workmen in the small northern farming town of Kerikeri were
repairing the main street when the young woman took offense at
their attention.
“On a balmy late-autumn day, she calmly stripped bare to use an
ATM – bringing an abrupt halt to both the whistles and the road
work – then put her clothes back on and walked away.
“Sgt. Peter Masters said the woman had told police she didn’t
take kindly to the men’s wolf-whistles.
“ ‘She said she had thought ‘I’ll show them what I’ve got,’ as the
men whistled at her, he said.”
Sgt. Masters then added, “She’s not an unattractive-looking
lady.”
I can’t comment because I’d risk my International Web Site
Association license.
— “Appa,” a Sherpa guide, has climbed Mount Everest for a
record 18th time, besting his own mark set last year. But in
reading this story in the South China Morning Post, I was
reminded “Sherpas were mostly yak herders and traders living in
the Himalayas until Nepal opened its borders to tourism in
1950.”
Yes, it all started with the noble yak. Also, for the record, Appa
is no relation to Apu of Simpsons fame.
–The BBC reported that conservationists believe there are 11
species of sharks on the high-risk list, with five more showing
signs of decline; potential victims of over-fishing. It’s easy to
forget there are no international catch limits on sharks, though
individual nations ban the killing of species such as the Great
White. So there’s only one thing to do if I’m a shark. Launch a
final assault on the world’s most populated beaches.
–But what’s this? “A shark bit a 49-year-old American surfer
yesterday (Friday) off the Pacific coast of Mexico, the second
shark attack in the area in two days.
“Local Civil Protection director Jaime Vazquez Sobreira said the
man lost his thumb but got to a hospital on his own and was in
stable condition.” [The thumb, I presume, became chum.]
A day earlier, a 21-year-old Mexican surfer was killed by a shark
off a nearby beach. Did you know this? I didn’t until now and I
guarantee the International Shark Attack File, those frauds at the
Univ. of Florida, don’t. This is just a month after a shark killed a
San Francisco surfer dude in the same waters.
In other words….THE FINAL ASSAULT HAS BEGUN!!!!
–It appears that Big Brown’s owners will run the horse two
times after the Belmont before retiring him to stud; The Travers
on Aug. 23 at Saratoga, and the Breeders’ Cup Classic, Oct. 25,
at Santa Anita. That would be terrific…and as much as race fans
can expect these days. Now all we need is for Big Brown to
close the deal June 7.
But, uh oh…now we learn Big Brown has what’s being called a
“slight” hoof injury and he hasn’t run in days. Say it ain’t so,
Big Brown! While we’re not supposed to worry, it’s time to
worry.
–I give up….Jessica Simpson was seen sucking Tony Romo’s
face the other day. Will these two finally make a decision as to
whether or not they are staying together so the rest of us can get
some sleep?
–You know who died this week? Dick Sutcliffe, 90. Who was
Dick Sutcliffe? I wouldn’t have known had I not stumbled on it
in the Sunday Times, but he was the creator of “Davey and
Goliath,” a staple program for many of us growing up in the 60s.
“Davey and Goliath,” as Bruce Weber writes, “was a stop-action
animated show about a boy and his dog finding their way in a
world of temptation, filmed by Art Clokey, the creator of
Gumby, and his wife, Ruth Clokey Goodell, who were pioneers
in the technique known as Claymation.”
But it was Sutcliffe, who in the late 1950s was a producer of
newscasts for the United Lutheran Church in America, who came
up with the idea for the show. Sutcliffe sought to write parables
and the Clokeys eventually made 65, 15-minute episodes. And
holy cow, I see Mr. Sutcliffe and I share the same birthday. Well
I’ll be……….Actually, come to think of it, some mornings I feel
like a stop-action Claymation figure myself.
–And Johnny Mac just passed on some sad news…the death of
former Oklahoma quarterback great Jack Mildren at the all too
young age of 58. Mildren died of stomach cancer. Awhile back
I wrote of Mildren’s participation in the “Game of the Century,”
1971’s Oklahoma-Nebraska contest that the Cornhuskers won
35-31, despite four touchdowns from Mildren (two rushing, two
passing). Running the wishbone attack, the ’71 edition of the
Sooners, 11-1, set an NCAA record that still stands for rushing,
averaging 472 yards per game.
–Arizona Diamondback hurler Randy Johnson, 44, fanned 10 in
a loss to Atlanta on Saturday, the 210th double-digit game in
strikeouts in his sensational career, or just five behind Nolan
Ryan.
–I was watching CBS’ “Sunday Morning” and they had a bit on
the new Woodstock Museum opening June 2 in Bethel, NY. I
totally forgot this was completed and I’ve gotta tell you, it looks
absolutely awesome. I suspect the reviews when it opens will be
super and the crowds big this summer so I myself will wait until
the fall or next winter, but if you’re in the area, be sure to check
it out.
Top 3 songs for the week 5/25/68: #1 “Tighten Up” (Archie Bell
& The Drells) #2 “Mrs. Robinson” (Simon and Garfunkel) #3
“A Beautiful Morning” (The Rascals…this tune will sound good
100 years from now)…and…#4 “The Good, The Bad, And The
Ugly” (Hugo Montenegro…a Trader George favorite…from one
of the great films of all time) #5 “Honey” (Bobby Goldsboro)
#6 “Cowboys To Girls” (The Intruders… great tune) #7 “The
Unicorn” (The Irish Rovers) #8 “Ain’t Nothing Like The Real
Thing” (Marvin Gaye & Tammi Terrell) #9 “Shoo-Be-Doo-Be-
Doo-Da-Day” (Stevie Wonder…not played enough today) #10
“Do You Know The Way To San Jose” (Dionne Warwick)
Baseball MVP Quiz Answers: 1) Roy Campanella, 1955, and
Don Newcombe, 1956, were MVPs for the Brooklyn Dodgers.
2) Roger Maris, 1961, Mickey Mantle, 1962, and Elston Howard,
1963, were Yanks teammates. 3) Rollie Fingers, 1981, and
Robin Young, 1982, won for the Brewers.
Next Bar Chat, Thursday.
