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Yeah, I'll never understand that short bill on the batting helmet.
As to Brooks:
Growing up a die hard Tiger fan in Michigan, I was ten when they won the ’68 WS. My first truly great moment as a sports fan, especially after falling one game short of the AL pennant the prior year. They would have won the AL East in ’69 and ’71 if not for Brooks and Frank Robinson and those despicable Orioles. One grows older and wiser, and hate turns into respect and admiration.
After moving here, I heard many a story of my wife and her father occasionally bumping into Brooks as they walked their dogs in the Lutherville community, or of him and his wife taking in a Little League game at the nearby elementary school. One of Susan’s fellow teachers babysat the Robinson’s kids. Him and his wife would stop and chat at someone’s bake sale, garage sale, etc etc.
I remember going to an Ollie’s where he was signing autographs. The line was long, so I didn’t get one (stupid me since they’d also get a picture with him) but I
wanted to get close enough just to see him in person. The pictures of various people with him on Fbook and other outlets that are popping up are a joy to see.
Just an incredibly gifted athlete, legend, and even better person.
The first image I think of when Brooks is mentioned, from the ’70 WS. Wish they would put this at the base of his statue. Heck, I wish his statue was this pose.
There’s thousands of homes, garages, and bars throughout Maryland that have this photo from the ’66 WS clincher over the Dodgers hanging on a wall
A nice little fan story from last year, including the Norman Rockwell drawing.
https://trustyourstuff.com/2022/08/14/meeting-orioles-legends-the-time-brooks-robinson-argued-with-me/Sports writer R. Gordon Beard once said that, unlike Reggie Jackson, legendary Baltimore Orioles third baseman Brooks Robinson “never asked anyone to name a candy bar after him. In Baltimore, people named their children after him.”