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One of the things we love most about MNB is the fact that we can run a short piece about the demise of Clete Boyer, who played third base for the Yankees when we were growing up, and we can get dozens of emails sharing memories of growing up and watching baseball, memories that touching and illuminating at the same time. Does it have anything to do with the business of retailing? Nope. But it has something to do with being people with passions and the willingness to share them. And we’re touched by it. Always.

Many of the emails reminded us that not only did Clete Boyer have to compete for attention with the Orioles’ Brooks Robinson, but also with his own brother – Ken Boyer, who played third for the St. Louis Cardinals at the same time. The Boyer brothers actually played against each other in the 1964 World Series, to our knowledge the first and only time that two brothers played against each other at the same position in the fall classic.

MNB user Patrick McSweeney wrote:

I had the pleasure of meeting Clete last summer in Cooperstown, NY. He was signing autographs and talking with fans outside a local restaurant. I had always wanted to meet the player whose signature was in my first Rawlings fielder's glove. He asked me if it worked well for me and I had to admit it didn't catch as many balls as he did, but it was more a reflection of the fielder's abilities and not the glove. He was very accommodating for pictures and he could match his statistics against Robinson's. It was evident he felt snubbed and that his stats were better than the Orioles' third-sacker. Nonetheless, it was a treat to meet a Hall of Fame member and talk with him after visiting the hall with my teenage son.

There is almost no better experience – at least, for many of us – than taking your kid to Cooperstown.

We’ve been to the Vatican. We’ve been to the White House. We’ll take Cooperstown.

MNB user Jimmy Ducey wrote:

It's funny how a piece on Clete Boyer drives home your point about perception.

Like you, I have fond memories of my childhood, tied to baseball. But for me, a boy growing up in South Georgia, Clete Boyer is a Brave not a Yankee. Clete replaced the great Eddie Matthews and played his last 5 years with Atlanta. I remember him best as the Gold Glove 3rd baseman for the '69 Braves.

We lost the 1st NLCS to the Miracle Mets. The '69 Braves were somewhat of a miracle in their own right and are still my favorite Braves team. They had finished 5th in the NL in 1968 and would fall back to 5th in the NL West in 1970. Beating the Dodgers or Reds would be impossible during the '70s and the "69 team was all we had to talk about for a long time.

I remember walking to my grandparents’ house after school to watch the series. I had to "hustle up" because the games started before school got out. Usually there was work to be done after school but not that week, Nana was a baseball fan too and she wouldn't have dreamed of making me miss a pitch.

With players like, Felipe Alou, Hank Aaron, Orlando Cepeda and Rico Carty the Braves had a formidable lineup but the Mets swept the Braves in 3.

It hurt, but, as all baseball fans know, there is always next year. I might be 46 now but when I think of Clete Boyer it's still 1969 and I am still a 9 year old boy dreaming of playing in the "bigs".


Many American men are, in their hearts, nine-year-old boys.

Mrs. Content Guy would say that this is not a good thing. But we think it is the essence of whatever fleeting charm we may have.

Go figure.

Another MNB user wrote:

Like you, my dad took me to my first major league game at Yankee Stadium in the 60's. We'd drive down with two cousins for a twi-night or afternoon doubleheader (what better way to squeeze as much baseball into one ticket price). My older cousin taught me to keep score. Boyer, Kubek, Richardson, Pepitone and Mantle are the same players I saw and just seeing the names in your commentary took me back to those games. Somehow nothing tasted as good as a hot dog with Guilden's mustard at Yankee Stadium. We'd always stay until the last out of the second game, no matter what. A= Yankee win was the best but even tight games were ok because extra innings just meant more baseball.

Amen.

We’ll get back to business tomorrow.
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