By David Saltzer, AngelsWin.com Senior Writer
In college, I once wrote a paper about a baseball player entitled “Why There’s a G-d, and Why He’s a Baseball Fan”. It was about the greatest pitcher I have ever had the pleasure to watch play the game, Nolan Ryan.
When I was a kid, Nolan Ryan was synonymous with the Angels. One couldn’t think of one without the other. When he pitched, attendance in the stadium would double or triple. He was that big of a draw. My cousin, a die-hard Dodgers fan, would take the train down from the Valley just to watch him play. Often that was the only way or time I could go to an Angels game. My cousin didn’t come down for any other Angels player, but Nolan was just that good. You had to see the Express to know what phenomenal pitching was. It was a sight to behold. You couldn’t be a baseball fan without watching him pitch. In an era before Sports Center and ESPN, Nolan was sports news. Period.
I don’t know what I mourned more in the fall of 197...