Thanks for posting this. It brought back a lot of great memories. You know, Brooks taught himself to field slow rollers on the wrong foot so he could come up and throw in one continuous motion. I have a glove that Brooks autographed the day he retired. He’s my favorite all-time player.
One day in Texas the O’s were playing, and, after the game, as we were leaving, an elevator opened and Brooks, stepped out. I had my gamer (I was a softball player) with me and asked him to autograph it for me. He was real patient as the pen was having trouble putting out the ink. He said, “You know, you have too much oil on this glove, son.” I was 39 years old.
I once read the story of a wet-behind-the-ears sportswriter who found Brooks Robinson in the Orioles dugout or something before a game, and asked him to go find his brother Frank so he could photograph them together...