Filed under: Baseball cards, Donruss, Meet the team, Roger Dorn | Tags: 1989 Donruss, baseball, Baseball cards, Baseball movies, Cleveland Indians, Corbin Bernsen, Donruss, indians major league movie, Lou Brown, Major League, MLB, Roger Dorn
I never really liked that guy — probably because his car cost more than I made in my last five seasons managing the Toledo Mud Hens combined.
Then, again, I did manage to get him a good deal on some whitewalls at Tire World. After that — and our pennant — he gave me a Rolex, so I can’t complain.
Once he got over my stance on calisthenics, and stopped acting like he was centerstage in the Playa Tijuana bullfighting stadium, he became quite a spark for my team. For some reason, he also seemed to listen to Jake Taylor a little more as the season progressed. And he always seemed to light a fire under Ricky Vaughn, too.
He’s good with his investments, so I’m sure he’s rebounded quite well from his short-lived stint as the Indians owner.
Filed under: Baseball cards, Donruss, Eddie Harris, Meet the team | Tags: 1989 Donruss, baseball, Baseball cards, Chelcie Ross, Cleveland Indians, Eddie Harris, indians major league movie, Major League, MLB
Eddie Harris may have been an old junk-baller, but he got the job done for us against the Yankees and that’s all that matters.
And those damned sportswriters need to lay off on the conspiracies about Crisco, Bardahl, Vagisil, Vaseline and especially jalapenos.
Those were just his endorsement deals, guys. (Well, except Vagisil. I don’t know where they got that from … )
Ol’ Eddie put plenty on the ball — just like Hall of Famer Gaylord Perry.
And it’s his veteran arm and presence in the clubhouse that mattered most.
Filed under: Baseball cards, Donruss, Meet the team, Willie Mays Hayes | Tags: 1989 Donruss, baseball, Baseball cards, Black Hammer, Cleveland Indians, indians major league movie, Major League, MLB, Omar Epps, Wesley Snipes, White Lightning, Willie Mays Hayes
Looking back on baseball’s steroid era and all of its allegedly tainted stars, one would have never guessed that some fingers might be pointing at Willie Mays Hayes.
I don’t think I buy it. I mean, the guy’s listed at 160 pounds on our roster. And this guy was more concerned about his shoes and his batting gloves than working out. (Great taste in cars, too.)
Just like Tony LaRussa‘s talented squads in Oakland and St. Louis, my entire roster has always been clean. Lou Brown doesn’t tolerate cheaters. (Well, except Eddie Harris — but he was only around my first season.)
Sure, Hayes bulked up over the winter after his rookie year — probably to star in Black Hammer, White Lightning with Jesse “The Body” Ventura (great flick; see the trailer after the jump).
But some people say he looked a lot different in Major League II. And, sure, he developed some power. But I still don’t buy it.
Then again, that guy sure could do a lot of push-ups …
Filed under: Baseball cards, Donruss, Harry Doyle, Meet the team | Tags: 1989 Donruss, Baseball cards, Bob Uecker, Cleveland Indians, Hall of Fame, Harry Doyle, indians major league movie, Major League, MLB, WWE Hall of Fame
What can you say about Harry Doyle? The guy wears his team pride on his sleeve just like he wears his Jack Daniel’s behind his right ear.
Everybody in my clubhouse knows I’m not one for giving inspirational addresses — and I could care less about sportswriters. But the voice of the Tribe is a Hall of Famer, and the host of Tepee Talk gets my attention when he’s on the air.
We share a common bond — we can’t stand Jack Parkman or Rachel Phelps. Now that I’m retired, I can say it. Harry, though, is still behind the microphone to this day.
Filed under: Baseball cards, Donruss, Jobu, Meet the team, Pedro Cerrano | Tags: 1989 Donruss, baseball, Baseball cards, Cleveland Indians, indians major league movie, Jobu, Major League, MLB, Pedro Cerrano
Normally, I’d never be a fan of non-Indians personnel in my team’s locker room, but this guy made things happen. (Sorry, Duke and Pepper.)
I’m not big on the whole religion thing — my momma always thought a belt was effective — but Pedro Cerrano‘s spiritual advisor, Jobu, was a master of inspiring clutch performances.
(Forget that Derek Jeter guy…)
If any non-player deserved a baseball card, Jobu was it.
Unfortunately, nobody knows the whereabouts of Jobu today. That’s a shame, because he could seriously help out some players in MLB today. (Read: A-Rod.)
After all, he did plenty for helping Cerrano with the curveball, and I had to think that he inspired ol’ Eddie Harris in our playoff game vs. the Yankees.
Filed under: Baseball cards, Donruss, Meet the team, Ricky "Wild Thing" Vaughn | Tags: 1989 Donruss, Baseball cards, Charlie Sheen, Cleveland Indians, Donruss, indians major league movie, Major League, MLB, Ricky Vaughn, Wild Thing
Ricky Vaughn was one of GM Charlie Donovan‘s greatest scouting projects ever.
But I’m just glad we got him some glasses.
I needed some, too, since I apparently can’t tell the difference between Nolan Ryan and Sandy Koufax on my office wall, but anyway …
Filed under: Baseball cards, Donruss, Jake Taylor, Meet the team | Tags: 1989 Donruss, Baseball cards, Cleveland Indians, indians major league movie, Jake Taylor, Major League, MLB, Tom Berenger
Jake Taylor was the glue that held my Indians together in 1988, and I don’t care what they say about his knees.
This guy is a star even if he was distracted chasing that former Olympic swimmer all around Cleveland.
He got the job done when it matters — and he gets my respect for leading the team in my absence in Major League II.
Filed under: Baseball cards, Donruss, Lou Brown, Meet the team | Tags: 1989 Donruss, Baseball cards, Baseball movies, Cleveland Indians, Donruss, indians major league movie, James Gammon, Lou Brown, Major League, MLB
My Cleveland Indians never got any respect, despite a pair of division titles and a couple of postseason runs.
And then we were broken up via free agency so Rachel Phelps could make a buck.
And the ultimate sign of disrespect is that we never appeared on any real baseball cards.
But what if I, Lou Brown, had a card? Well, I do — sort of.