It happened after game 4 of the 1986 World Series (Sox vs. Mets of course). My main priority during the Series was to park the van in a little parking lot behind the Green Monster on Lansdowne by 3pm. That night Fenway was quiet as a tomb. With the help of Larry Bruce, from engineering, we'd rigged big speakers
on top of the van, not to broadcast the game but to BLAST WBCN. As I was looking out over the Mass Pike (contemplating my future), I felt something hit my feet.
I looked down and there was a baseball. I picked it up and instantly saw that it was clearly marked as a 1986 World Series ball. I showed my friends, they were barely impressed. I was thrilled. A couple of people ran up to me and asked me to show them the ball...they'd seen where it had landed. One gentleman offered me five-hundred dollars, but he never showed the cash, so I never showed the ball.
After the game was over, Bob Kranes (the MD @ 'BCN at the time) led a charge of fellow employees to the van screaming, "show me the ball!!" I asked how he knew
I had one and he told me I'd been on national TV.
It turned out to be Met's catcher Gary Carter's second home run. It turned out that after I'd picked up the ball, an NBC camera swung around to focus on Lansdowne to find me, ass to the sky on all fours, retrieving the ball after I'd had it for a while but had dropped it under the van. Kranes and Co. as well as my parents and friends from around the country saw this. When I got back to the station, Carter Allen invited me into the air studio, we had a brief a chat, he rubbed the ball on to the microphone in hopes of better luck in game five and that was it.....
...Until the next morning…
My phone rang at 5:45am. When I groggily answered I heard the sound of what seemed like a very attractive and alert woman's voice (I was later proved correct). It was Joanne Fitzgerald Cody playing the role of a Mets front office executive calling to ask if I would exchange the World Series home run ball for tickets to game 5 because Gary Carter, "very much wants the ball back." Of course I agreed to oblige...at which point I heard a cacophony of strange sound effects over the phone, culminating with the words, "You've been hosed!" and then Charles saying come on over for a cup of coffee. I still have a cassette of that call and I still have the ball.
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GREAT story, Kevin!
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