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How the Yankees got Ron Blomberg

Fritz Peterson and Ron Blomberg (right)

Fritz Peterson and Ron Blomberg (right)

A little Jack Heidemann trivia: he was the Indians #1 draft pick (11th overall) in the 1967 Amateur Draft. The Yankees, thanks to the Horace Clarke Era, had the first overall pick and that’s how Ron Blomberg got his pinstripes. This was another talented pool, with guys like Jon Matlack (Mets, 4th overall), Big John Mayberry (Royals, 6th overall), Ted Simmons (Cardinals, 10th overall), Dave Rader (Giants, 18th overall) and Bobby Grich (Orioles, 19th overall). Guys like Vida Blue, Dave Kingman, Don Baylor and Jerry Reuss went in the second round. I’m glad to be friends with Bloomie – and I’d like to keep it that way — so I won’t speculate whether Lee McPhail made the right call.

Happy Birthday, Jack Heidemann

Jack HeidemannHappy Birthday to Jack Heidemann, an infielder for eight seasons in the 1970’s.   We were teammates on the Cleveland Indians briefly in 1974.  The Yankees traded me there on April 26, and Jack was traded to the St. Louis Cardinals on June 1.  While our time was brief, it was an honor to play with him.  He was a smart ballplayer and a genuinely nice guy.  And he was among the large group of players who interrupted their careers to serve in the military, and on his birthday, I thank him for his service to our country.

Thinking about Jack, the game I remember most was one I watched from the bench.  It was August 3, 1971, a night game in Cleveland.  Jack was playing Shortstop.  Bobby Murcer was on first, Thurman Munson on third, and Roy White came to the plate with one out.  Heeba hits a ground ball to Eddie Leon, the Indians Second Baseman.  Eddie made a horrible throw to Jack, which put him directly in front of Bobby Murcer, who was sliding into second.  Jack suffered serious injuries to his knee and was out for the rest of the season.  It was awful.  And let me say this – we are all extremely competitive on the field for each play of every game, but none of us like it when a fellow ballplayer gets hurt the way Jack did.

Even though we were on the same team for about 35 days, Jack and I were on the field at the same time only once: May 24, 1974 at Cleveland Stadium.  He came in as an eighth inning defensive replacement for John Lowenstein at Third Base, but had no opportunity to make a play.  Still, as a pitcher, it was reassuring to know Jack had my back.  He was an excellent infielder.