Throw it to Pepitone

Throw it to Pepitone

Yankee outfielder Joe Pepitone passed away last week.

What does that have to do with me, you could ask?

Cleveland’s Municipal Stadium was mammoth, close to 80,000 seats.(Modern day Progressive Field seats 35,000, for example)

Regularly, my family would pile into the old Ford station wagon and head for the stadium, often camping out in the bleachers.

When the Yankees came to town, we were relentless.”Throw it to Pepitone he’ll muff it,” was the cry. It rattled him.

I loved it. I joined in.

I was watching CBS Sunday Morning. When he showed up in their their Memoriam, I gasped, remembering vividly.

But there is no one left to share the memory.