I was scheduled to chat about baseball history on April 8, but the eclipse shooed folks outside. Oh well. Here's part of what I was going to share, kicking things off with Rickwood Field.
Let’s go back to August 18, 1910, when the first game was played at Rickwood Field, with the Birmingham Coal Barons taking the field. The team’s owner, A.H. “Rick” Woodward admired the newly constructed steel and concrete baseball park in Pittsburgh, Forbes Field. Using that as a model of sorts, Rickwood was the first minor league ballpark built of steel and concrete – a park meant to last. Let’s step back for a second for some context. Fenway Park in Boston opened in 1912. Wrigley Field was built and opened in 1914. Old Yankee Stadium hosted its first game in 1923. All legendary sites, yet Rickwood is older than all of them. From the beginning, Rickwood hosted a lot of baseball games. Because Birmingham was a railroad hub, Major League teams frequently stopped at Rickwood to play exhibition games. Consequently, in its early days, legends like Ty Cobb, Walter Johnson, and Honus Wagner ran Rickwood’s basepaths and toed its pitching mound. For nearly seventy years, Birmingham had a minor league team that called Rickwood its home field, including the Birmingham A’s in the 1960s that featured rising stars like Reggie Jackson, Rollie Fingers, and Vida Blue who would go on to anchor the Oakland A’s that won three consecutive World Series in 1972, 1973, and 1974. During its early days, Rickwood operated in a segregated South. As the Barons played in the Southern Association or later the Southern League, a new team formed in 1921, the Birmingham Black Barons, that played in the Negro Leagues. While the white Barons were on roadtrips, the Black Barons played home games in Rickwood. Black Barons alumni include Hall of Famers Mule Suttles, Satchel Paige, and Willie Mays from nearby Fairfield, Alabama. With this combination of exhibition, minor league, and Negro League games, 181 of the 351 members of the National Baseball Hall of Fame have played, managed, or umpired at Rickwood Field – over fifty percent of the Hall of Fame membership. Things change, and time marches on. The Negro Leagues fizzled in the early 1960s, and the minor league Barons left Rickwood for the suburbs and a new, glitzy stadium after the 1987 season. Rickwood still stands, though, and it continues to host baseball games, serving as the home field for Miles College. Since 1996, the Barons annually return to their old ballpark for one game each season, the Rickwood Classic. A day game, teams wear replica flannel jerseys from the past. Umpires follow suit and wear old-timey gear and bow ties. A small brass band plays in between innings. The scoreboard is operated by hand, with wooden numbers dropped into slots to show the score. Downtown Birmingham shimmers in the distance as you read signs painted on the outfield fence that say “It’s Nice to Have You in Birmingham,” “Burma-Shave,” and “Drink Coca-Cola – Relieves Fatigue.” The atmosphere makes you feel like you’re stepping back in time. And, this year, on June 20, the big leagues return to Rickwood, except this time, it’s not an exhibition. The San Francisco Giants will play the St. Louis Cardinals at Rickwood for a regular-season Major League Baseball game. Rickwood is a special place for me. I like baseball and history, and Rickwood is a rich combination of the two. It’s fun to imagine all the baseball played on that field for the past 114 years. There’s that, and I used to live in Birmingham, and I would take my kids to the Rickwood Classic each year. One of my favorite things about the Classic is that, after the game, ushers open the gates to the field. Kids can run the bases, or you can step onto the outfield grass and play catch. I have some great memories of my son standing on the bullpen’s mound when he was twelve or so and winding up and tossing pitches to my daughter, crouched as the catcher, of being on a blanket of the greenest grass in the outfield and watching my daughter Sophie rare back and throw the ball and seeing its threads spin as they moved closer to my glove. And, then, a few years later when Sophie was in high school and serving in student government, seeing her approach Alabama Senator Doug Jones in between innings at the Classic, stick out her hand for a shake, and say, “Hi! I’m a senator too!” I have a few stories that I hope you’ll find interesting about Rickwood Field and people’s experiences there. The first is from Bob Veale. Mr. Veale is eighty-eight years-old. He was born in and grew up in Birmingham. He became a Major League pitcher, playing eleven seasons for the Pittsburgh Pirates from 1962 to 1972 and then three seasons for the Boston Red Sox. In 1964, he led the National League in strikeouts with 250. He still holds the Pirates team record for most strikeouts in a season – 276. When he retired, he had won 120 games during his career and posted an exemplary 3.07 earned run average across nearly 2,000 innings of work. Mr. Veale was born in 1935, and he grew up in the segregated South – actually near Rickwood Field. I asked him to share about his experiences there. The following is from Baseball in Alabama and the chapter about Bob Veale: “He learned baseball by playing it in the streets behind Rickwood and picking up tips from his father, a former pitcher in the Negro Leagues for the Homestead Grays and in the Birmingham Industrial League comprised of teams from the different iron and steel mills. At Industrial League games, young Veale saw Cat Mays, Willie Mays’s father, play. Veale says Cat was “a hell of a lot better” than his legendary son. “Called Willie ‘Buck.’ Called him ‘Buck Duck’ because, when he walks, he wobbles, you know? And, he was a hell of an athlete in the Negro Leagues, [Willie] Mays was. He’ll catch a line-drive bare-handed. And swing with reckless abandon.” Veale’s first job was at Rickwood Field. As a boy and teenager, he sold sodas. “I used to be an ace capper. Used to cap four trays at a time. And, Eugene Black used to pop the popcorn. And, everybody chipped in and bagged the peanuts before the vendors went out. And, when they got Coke in the bottles, they stopped selling it after so long because they used to throw them out on the field. I used to collect them.” As Veale played more baseball, he caught the attention of Barons’ management. “When the white Barons would be playing, I used to go over there and throw batting practice sometimes.” 1950s Alabama presented segregation challenges. At Rickwood, Veale sat in different sections depending on which team was playing. “We would sit in right field when the white Barons played, and we could sit anywhere when the Black Barons played.” Rickwood and baseball are no different than the rest of the country when it comes to challenges and struggles with race. Today, it’s jarring to sit up along the third-base line (pro tip – it’s the best place to catch some breeze on a hot day) and look over to the right-field stands and think that, at one time, segregation was a part of this park. Moving ahead to the 1960s, I want to share a story from my friend Joe who grew up and still lives in Birmingham. Joe and his dad went to games at Rickwood when Joe was a boy in the 1960s, and, at one outing, they saw an Alabama icon, Paul “Bear” Bryant who coached the University of Alabama football team for twenty-five seasons and won six national championships. Bryant was seated next to Charlie O. Finley who owned the Kansas City and Oakland A’s from 1961 through 1980. Born outside of Birmingham in Ensley, Alabama, Finley served as a batboy for the Barons when he was a kid, and he loved baseball. As an owner, he had loads of ideas to make the game more entertaining. Some were adopted – thank Mr. Finley for the designated hitter and night-time World Series games. Some of his suggestions, like orange baseballs and orange bases, didn’t gain traction. At any rate, we’re at Rickwood in the 1960s. Finley arranged for his hometown to be a minor league affiliate of the A’s. My friend Joe and his dad Frank went to a game that Finley and Coach Bryant attended. Joe picks up the story from here: “I think Finley hired someone related to Bryant to run the Birmingham A’s. Don’t think it was his son because he wouldn’t have been old enough. Maybe a cousin or nephew or something. I assume that’s why Bryant and Finley were both at Rickwood. "My dad loved baseball and knew Finley was stacking the Birmingham team. He took me to see Reggie Jackson. The team also had Rollie Fingers and Vida Blue and so many others. "I know where I was sitting – hardly anyone there. My dad always wanted to sit behind first base because that’s where all the close calls were. We were behind first base, and Finley and Bryant came in and sat behind the dugout. I didn’t know who Finley was, but I sure as hell knew who Coach Bryant was. I was scared to go down there, but my dad finally talked me into it. I asked for Coach Bryant’s autograph, and he was really kind although I can’t remember what he said. I’ve lost the autograph. "Didn’t understand the history of Rickwood then. As I started to understand it and the importance of that place to baseball, it occurred to me that, not only did that place host some of the best baseball players of all time, it also hosted, for one day, the greatest (now second greatest) college football coach of all time. What a day for a kid.” Joe then adds, “It’s amazing how a day like that can be so unforgettable in a person’s life.” The A’s left town following the 1975 season, and Rickwood was without a minor league team until 1981 when Art Clarkson brought the Barons back to Birmingham and Rickwood, now as a Detroit Tigers affiliate. Don Heinkel, who had an outstanding college baseball career at Wichita State, played for the 1983 Barons that won the Southern League championship. When asked about his experiences and memories about the old ballpark, he chuckles. “Old Rickety-wood. Well, boy, let me tell you: in the Birmingham summer heat, it was a sauna in those dugouts because they were dark green. And, they were small. Boxed in underground. But, I really enjoyed the tradition. The atmosphere there was good. We had a lot of people come to the games, and they enjoyed baseball. Art Clarkson, our owner, made it fun to come to the ballpark.” Although the team returned to Rickwood in the early 1980s, by the end of 1987, Rickwood’s tenure as the home field for the Barons was ending. The following season, the Barons moved to a new ballpark at the Hoover Metropolitan Stadium in the suburbs. Jack McDowell pitched the final game at Rickwood Field for the Barons. The Barons were then an affiliate for the Chicago White Sox, and McDowell was the White Sox’s first-round draft pick in 1987, fifth overall selection, out of Stanford University. McDowell would go on to become one of the best pitchers in baseball with his split-finger fastball leading him to win the 1993 American League Cy Young Award, but, at this point, McDowell was brand new to professional baseball. About pitching in Rickwood and closing its chapter as the home field to a minor league team, McDowell says: “I mean, I just got the minor leagues, so I didn’t know anything about anything. So, you get there, and you’re like okay, so this is old and wooden and crazy. I didn’t know anything else about pro ball at all. Looking back on it now, it’s crazy. It was older than Comiskey at the time. Older than Fenway. So, yeah, to be able to throw the last pro game there, I guess, it’s cool. It was old and small and all the things you would expect it to be, being an old stadium.” And, now we’re back for one game between the Cardinals and Giants in June. Willie Mays, now ninety-two years-old, is scheduled to be there. And, 114 years later, outfielders are still chasing down fly balls, infielders are still scooping up grounders, pitchers continue to look at their catcher for signs, and hitters continue to step into the box, wanting to whip their bats around and send the ball sailing to drop in for a hit at Rickwood.
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