It was the 60's. A long long time ago in an era when kids played until dark...unless they were playing baseball! Then they played under the bright lights! I started in Pee Wee League at the age of seven. My uniform fit about like a banana peel on a pencil, but I had one and I wore it proudly. My team was the Pirates and we took the field in blue and white. We were a rag tag bunch of kids with average at best talent.We weren't so much concerned about winning as we were about competing. We didn't want any participation trophies, just that coveted snow cone or dill pickle the coach bought us after the game. There was also a delicacy of Frito pie made by cutting down the side of the Frito package and pouring the chili and onions straight into the chips! (You had to buy that yourself, but I felt it was too good a memory to leave out!)
We had an older league as well. "Little League" proper. It was reserved for kids 9 through 11. Some of the kids at that level were beginning to show signs of advanced talent. I remember a few names. My brother Stephen was one who could definitely hold his own with them. Louie Pope and Emmit Locket were two more who made a name for themselves as pitchers. Later on they would be standouts in high school ball. There were the Bell brothers, Dennis and Derwin. One of them was a pitcher who threw smoke and had control. Never knew what became of them. Then there were the two brothers I remember as being the legends of our lesgue. The Lidel brothers, Lane and Mark. Big guys who could play both sides of the ball. Mark was a tall, slender fella who pitched and could hit pretty good as well. But Lane...Lane is the one who remains a legend in my mind. One night the Lidels and the Bells squared off for a game, Tigers vs. Indians, Lane, the younger of the Lidels, came up to bat. He strutted, as was his usual way of walking, up to the plate and took the first pitch for ball one. The next pitch was a strike. Lane was unmoved by the call. It was the third pitch that put him in the history books. I believe Derwin was pitching and was throwing particularly hard that night. He went into his stretch and came home with the pitch. A hard fastball. Lane Lidel attempted to lay down a bunt but instead bunted a home run! No one had ever done that before and in the 55 years since, I have not heard of anyone doing it again!
I played and was average, so no all stars or anything like that for me. I played until I was 17 and decided money in the pocket and gas in the car was more fun than baseball. I couldn't let the game go alltogether. I played church league softball until I was thirty! My old body has long since turned traitor on me, but I still love the game and can watch one on TV and never complain about the speed of the game. I just love watching...and remembering. Baseball, hot dogs and apple pie (maybe Frito pie!), it all has special meaning to me.
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