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"Where’s George" is an internet
website where people can enter serial numbers of dollar
bills. The Site will tell you where the bill was, when
last entered, and advise you if entered again after
if leaves your hands. I’ve used it and had bills pass
through my wallet that had traveled through most of
the United States. They get around.
"Who’s George" also got around
in his field of endeavor. First though he had to be
born. The George I write of was born August 4, 1934
in Newport, Delaware. He liked the State and in 1953
he went to the University of Delaware on a basketball
scholarship. A good fit as he was six foot five inches.
It took a while to graduate as other matters got in
the way. In his case it was playing professional baseball.
As a very tall pitcher.
Aspiring ballplayers’ lives start out
in the minor leagues. For some it ends there as well.
However, George did make the bright lights and debuted
in 1960 with the Philadelphia Phillies. That run lasted
until 1964. The following year found him with theWashington
Senators. In 1966 it was the New York Mets. In 1967
he found himself once again with the Phillies.
On September 12, 1967
he found himself with a career total of 268 strikeouts,
4.26 Earned Run Average, a 20-22 win/loss record, and
no employment. It was time to learn what ex-pitchers
do for a living after the bright lights go out.
It seems more bright lights were in store
for George. He decided to do the next best thing. At
least for him it seemed like a good idea. He took a
job offer and spent the next twelve years, from 1967
to 1979 in the Phillies farm clubs. It seems he had
more success here then on the mound. Over time he went
from managing to assistant director and finally director
of their minor league system. Liking what they saw him
do in the minor leagues the front office decided to
see what he could in the majors. So from 1979 to 1981
he managed Philadelphia’s major players.
This caught the eyes of some of the Chicago
Big Boys, in this case the Tribune newspaper guys who
bought the Cubs from the Wrigley Family in 1981. They
made George the General Manager and gave him a green
light. Given the Cubs decades old record of woe George
did what he did best. He went about cleaning up the
Farm System. In so doing he drafted a couple of young
pitchers that might last a few years. Greg Maddux and
Jamie Moyer. They held up, and so did some of the other
efforts George put into the Cubs. In 1984 he tweaked
their losing tradition and they won the National League
East title.
So for awhile in Chicago he was "Good
Old George", but that was not to last. He once
said of himself "I’m a screamer, a yeller and a
cusser. I never hold back." True to his word he
didn’t and the green light in Chicago went out. In late
1987 he resigned from the Cubs. As it was nicely explained
that the leaving came about over philosophical differences
with the Tribune Company Executives Media Company.
Some also thought he
left because no matter how loud he got he could not
stop the lights from coming to Wrigley Field. He was
against it and had no problem voicing this concern in
the media. In this case the media was also the name
that signed his paycheck. So George stuck to his principals
and left the Cubs.
This does not mean he left baseball. He
always stayed involved in some capacity. He would later
go on to manage the New York Yankees in 1989. After
a few years of consulting work he managed the New York
Mets from 1993 to 1996. It was about this time he returned
to the area where he found his most success. He returned
to Philadelphia and to this day is welcomed as a "Special
Manager". Fifty plus years in a business where
many players are lucky to make fifty months.
You see George worked some magic in the
City of Brotherly Love in 1980. When baseball was over
Dallas Green had coached the Phillies to a World Series
Win. That is George "Dallas" Green did.
That is the name he was born with. It
also is the name on his Bachelors degree which he finally
got around to completing in 1981. When George starts
something he finishes it. For some teams in baseball
the lights were not on for him.
He was the light.
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