The Forgotten Mickey of ’68

I was thinking recently about what was going on 53 years ago—in 1968. It was time of conflict, assassination, national division, international disorder, and cultural explosion.

But I remember it also as a great year for baseball. It was the last year before divisional play began to fill October wall-to-wall. Back then, there were just two leagues—American and National. No divisions. So October baseball competed with Sunday football for barely one weekend.

It was also the year of Mickey.

There was Mickey Mantle, who was retiring at the end of the season after a certain-to-make Hall of Fame career. His last visit to league stadiums became a farewell tour of sorts. I saw him play his last game at Tiger Stadium in Detroit near where I grew up. And when he came to bat for the final time, I saw pitcher Denny McLain throw him a fat pitch designed to let Mickey hit it into the right field stands. When The Mick rounded second base on his final home run trot in Detroit, he tipped his hat to McLain.

It was very cool.

Of course, being a life-long Tiger fan, the mention of the name Mickey immediately brings to mind a guy named Mickey Lolich, a talented left-hander who found the ultimate groove that October. He had long pitched in the shadow of teammate McLain, who won 31 games that year (the last man to win 30). But the locals knew he had the stuff. And in the World Series against the St. Louis Cardinals, he pitched game seven on just two days rest and went the distance (that’s nine full innings—there’s no law against this) to lead the Tigers to the World Championship. This was long before baseball discovered “closers,” “middle-relievers,” and “pitch counts.”

But there was another Mickey that year—and he’s one of baseball’s forgotten heroes. His name—and you may have to scratch your head to remember—was Mickey Stanley. He was a gold-glove centerfielder, and a pretty fair hitter.

mickey-stanleyAs the Tigers coasted toward the series that year, manager Mayo Smith knew he had a problem. You see, he had four great outfielders and only three positions: Mickey Stanley, Jim Northrup, Willie Horton, and another man destined for the Hall of Fame on the first ballot. His name was Al Kaline, one of the greatest all-around players ever.  He came straight to Detroit from High School in 1953, and never spent a day in the minor leagues. In 1955, he became the youngest player ever to lead the league in batting, with a .340 average.

He broke his arm in ’68 and missed many games. The outfield performed well in his absence, but Manager Smith knew that this might be Kaline’s only shot at playing in a World Series. So he conceived a gutsy plan.

Ray Oyler was the Tiger shortstop. The guy was amazing with the glove, but couldn’t hit a lick. I mean the guy could strike out in Tee-Ball.  So Smith talked to Mickey Stanley and asked him if he’d ever played shortstop. He hadn’t. The two positions were very different.

Nevertheless, Mickey Stanley was moved from outfield to infield just for the World Series. This made room for Kaline in the lineup (this was also long before things like the “designated hitter” and “”Money Ball”).  By all accounts, Stanley accepted the role without complaint, demonstrating what it meant to be a team member. He played almost flawlessly.

It was a great example to young ball players, who for many years heard Little League coaches bark: “What do you mean you don’t want to play where I need you? Did Mickey Stanley complain when he was put at shortstop?” Coaches loved Mickey Stanley.

Not long after the ’68 season, baseball began to change. Free agency came, along with more money, money, money. Players moved around a lot more. They started building stadiums where you could actually see the game from any seat (go figure).

I still love baseball. But occasionally I wonder if the spirit of Mickey Stanley is anywhere to be found.

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DAVID R. STOKES is a ghostwriter, bestselling author, broadcaster, and retired pastor. His latest book, JFK’S Ghost: Kennedy, Sorensen, and the Making of Profiles in Courage, will be released (Lyon’s Press) June 1, 2021, but is already available for pre-order. David grew up in the Detroit area and is a life-long Detroit Tiger fan.

 

5 thoughts on “The Forgotten Mickey of ’68

  1. Dave, excellent article! I remember most all the names. Got to go see one game of the ’84 World Series. Loved the Tigers!

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  2. I was 10 years old and played in Little League for the Tigers in Tennessee, when I talked my mom in to taking us to Detroit for a 4 game series against the Cleveland Indians. They won all 4 games and Denny McLain got his 23rd victory then. By the end of the season I had memorized the Tigers lineup and most of the players’ stats. There were some great players on that team and more of them should be in the Hall of Fame (Lolich, Bill Freehan, Norm Cash, Willie Horton – some real run producers in a decade of pitching dominance). Speaking of Mickeys, not too many people know that Mickey Mantle was named after a Tiger player – catcher and Hall of Famer Mickey Cochrane.

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  3. You need to revise this article. Lolich was NOT a “journeyman”. He began his professional career in 1963 with the Tigers and remained with Detroit until 1975.

    Otherwise, great piece.

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