In the summer of 1990 the Yankees were playing the White Sox in a relatively unimportant game. “Neon” Deion Sanders walked to the plate and with the end of his bat he drew an “S” in the dirt with a line through it. A dollar sign. The Sox catcher immediately wiped it away. Undeterred, the 22 year-old Sanders again marked the area in front of home plate with a dollar sign. “That’s why I’m here,” he stated to the catcher. The catcher that afternoon was 43 year-old veteran Carlton Fisk, an old school ballplayer in every sense of the word. The future Hall of Famer wiped it away a second time and stated defiantly, “You do that a third time, Sanders, and I’ll bury you there.”
“Pudge” was a big time throwback. In his own way he taught Sanders that this is Baseball and that kind of behavior won’t be tolerated in a game so steeped in tradition and history.
As I’ve stated before in previous blogs, I am a complete traditionalist when it comes to our National Pastime. I cherish the history,