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"Around the 7th inning, my dad turned around and got the attention of the couple sitting two seats behind us. I got very nervous because I had been insisting that he shouldn't try to talk to them, but he did anyway."
Well
J H, see what you can learn by going to a baseball game? If your dad hadn't the curiosity and friendliness to turn around and seek an answer, then the basis for one of your most endearing baseball anecdotes would have never happened.
Many of the the most interesting and captivating stories would go untold or undiscovered if not for someone being inquisitive. Please thank your dad for being
that someone that day at Shea. You actually learned quite a lot sitting in the stands during that game.
Derek's folks are very nice, gracious, and observant.
Instead of an embarrassment, your dad proved to be anything but.
Your father was teaching you the value of being friendly and inquisitive.
At a tender age you gained some wisdom from the experience. The evidence of this is in your writing.
Your sharing has prompted me to offer up a couple of Derek Jeter stories as well.
Several years ago our two sons were in a baseball tournament in Kalamazoo hosted by the
Kalamazoo Maroons. This is the travel organization that Derek had played for. The tournament director and coach of the
Maroons, Mike Hinga, had coached Derek. Coach Hinga is a top notch guy. My few encounters and friendly conversations with Coach Hinga left a very favorable impression in my mind. I can't imagine they get much better than him and after getting to know Coach Hinga, even just only briefly, it is absolutely no wonder that Derek turned out to be the great player and person who he is after having been coached by Coach Hinga. Derek, in one of his autobiographies, paid Coach Hinga, the highest compliment and it was something like this: "Out of all of the coaching I've had in my baseball career, Coach Hinga has taught me the most." A great coach, a great player. A great combination. No surprise.
One of the fields that was being used in the tournament was at Kalamazoo Central High School, the school where Derek attended and played ball. A beautiful field thanks in part to a generous gift of money from Derek. Like
J H's dad, I'm curious, so at that field I spent a fair amount of my time talking to the folks from the opposing team. They weren't the
Maroons, but they were local and knew all of the lore. From them I learned about Derek's gift to his old high school and I also learned something about these high school stats of Derek's (from
Wikipedia)...
Batting averages of .557 as a sophomore and .508 as a junior.
As a senior, he batted .508; had 23 runs batted in, 21 walks, four home runs, and 12 stolen bases (in 12 attempts); and struck out only once.
What the folks told me was Derek was so focused on becoming a shortstop for the
New York Yankees right out of high school that he used only a wooden bat in all of his high school games. Those stats...with wood!
A couple of the dads were familiar with the neighborhood around the field and they pointed out a small, modest, wood framed house that was situated with its backyard adjacent to the athletic fields. It was the house that Derek's family lived in while he was in elementary school. According to these two dads, when the Jeter family sold the home the new owners discovered this scrawled on a wall in one of the basement rooms: 'Derek Jeter
New York Yankees shortstop'. Was this really written on the wall by a young Derek
Jeter? I believe it.
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