And I think Skoonj, the Reading Rifle Carl Furillo needs to be considered too. The way he played that RF wall was poetry, and the gruffness was no put-on.

And for my money, Lasorda has no place in the discussion. In fact, I consider him one of the most boring, cliche spouting, self-promoting figures in baseball. But the quiet man, Walter Alston might have a case. Those one year contracts and the strength he exuded without effort certainly qualify.

http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0085048/

It was called Lottery and a Dodger bench warmer, who was a practical joker, put shoe black in the big slugger’s helmet, who then hit a home run and came back to the dugout to beat the crap out of the practical joker.

Who was then released.

Who then won the lottery.

Who then got his own team together to play the Dodgers to prove they could still play.

Which was the plot (kind of) of Brewsters Millions.

Some one on the Dodgers in 1983 had nothing to do better with their winter than watch crappy television programs.

Maybe Wezen ball could identify the player.