Sandy Koufax: My Dad's Favorite Player
Sandy Koufax is my dad's favorite player because he said he was. And that's all he ever said about him. I don't think my dad really gave a shit about baseball. But he gave me a token effort because I loved it so much. He took me to an Angel game back in 1983 but I don't really remember much. I was 8. But as far as father-son bonding, I remember when he took me to a Dodger game in 1988. On the way down to Chavez Latrine, I asked him who his favorite player was when he was a kid. He said Koufax. No reason why, no explanation. That's it.
He had just had double bypass surgery not too long before. He had smoked cigarettes since he was 16. And he'd had a heart attack at 33 years old. In '88 he was 45. I was scared he would die, and he promised that he had quit smoking when he found out he needed the bypass. Well long story short, we watched the game, Orel Hershiser beat the Reds to continue his scoreless innings record streak. Walking out to the car, my dad pulls out some Marlboros and lights up. As a 13 year old kid, I was dumbfounded. i was pissed. It was the first time I saw my father as less than perfect. My dad never stopped smoking. He died from another heart attack in 1997 when he was 54.
That moment totally effected my life though. I've never smoked. Though I begrudge it to nobody. To each their own. And more importantly, I have never shown my kids a token interest in their own interests. I get to know their likes. Pokemon, check. My Little Pony, check. I Carly, check. Anything else they get into...you get the idea. I try to raise my kids by example, and always give a damn about what they care about. So for that I thank my father. I can never think of Sandy Koufax, my dad's favorite baseball player without hoping I'm doing right by my children.
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Sandy Koufax was my mom's favorite baseball player,
and he was a terrific pitcher.
She named a cat after him, and that was a terrific cat.
Neither lasted as long as we hoped.
THIS… IS… ANAHEIM!!
i like this one.
nice post.
What do you need a fancy suit for, Charlie, you ain't got no job to wear it to.
Thought provoking post.
I read this yesterday and then read it again today. In life, it’s not important that stuff happens to us , it’s what we do when stuff happens to us that’s important. Good post.
I meant the OTHER Howard!
I remember one day when I was 5
a huge yellow truck pulled up to our house. My Dad, a lineman for the utility company in AZ, had come by to watch the end of game 7 of the ’65 World Series.
He talked Koufax through every pitch, cheering like crazy with each out recorded. This was odd because my Dad wasn’t a big basseball fan, we rarely watched games on TV. When the shutout was complete, he went crazy! My father had just won the statewide World Series betting pool at work, correctly predicting a Dodgers series win of 4 games to 3, and the final 2-0 score of game 7!
It was apparently a large sum of money, I remember my parents laughing and dancing in the living room, his friends from work stopping by to celebrate, and even a rare party at our house. I think it is safe to assume that Sandy koufax was both of my parent ’s favorite baseball player!
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