R.I.P. Preston Gomez - 1923-2009

There exists an echelon, a level of extreme standard quality baseball man; not quite a star, but definitely men who can be considered "Those Who Served." We're talking about those for whom the more knowledgeable fan would know at least one notable anecdote. Bucky Dent's Sox-killing homer, Ralph Branca's hanging heater to Bobby Thompson in the '51 one-game playoff, Ron Hunt's 50 times being hit by a pitch in one season...the game is riddled with these guys.

They aren't bums. They aren't legends. In most cases they are players who had a few above-average seasons, or at least had a particular talent. But forever they are known for that ONE instance; the one bit of trivia that will accompany (or hound) them throughout their lives, no matter what they accomplish. A couple more examples: Chris Webber's "time out," Joe Pisarcik's brilliant decision to blow off that "take a knee" jazz and try for a last second stunner, and of course, Fred Merkle's celebrated boner.

Original San Diego Padres manager Preston Gomez, a career baseball man in the truest sense of the word. He was a manager, scout, player, asssistant, ambassador...you name it. Peripatetic beyond the metaphoric to the possibly literal, Gomez was a respected lifer whose knowledge and manner touched several generations of players as well as fans.

But as with so many whom devoted their lives to the good of the game, Gomez will forever be linked to the night in 1970 -- the second year of the fledgling major league Padres existence-- when faced with either allowing his dominant starter to stay in for the 9th inning whilst pitching a no-hitter or yanking him for a pinch-hitter to try and get some offense cooking, he chose the latter. Of course, the sub rolled snake eyes, and the no-no was gone in the next inning, but for ages Preston Gomez' name was held as an icon of San Diego's short-sighted failures as a franchise.

Unfair, you bet. For although his career as a manager never dipped him over to the plus side of the wins column, it can safely be stated that his stature as a respected professional was what kept him employed throughout his life, no matter his managerial record.

As a Padres fan for life, I recognize the baseball world is tonight missing a man who gave his all to the game he loved. And for all the right reasons.

First Padres Manager Preston Gomez Injured In Accident

Just got word that the manager of the original Major League SD Padres, Preston Gomez, got hit by a truck in Nowhere, CA (a.k.a. Blythe, it's kinda on the way to Laughlin, NV).

He is 84 years old and was really a pretty bad manager, twice having taken out pitchers with pending no-hitters, in the eighth inning, for failing pinch-hitters. San Diego has never thrown a no-no, and aside from the extreme misfortune befallen the '84 World Series team, these two instances are considered a curse upon Padres pitching.

In spite of his managerial ineptitude he is revered as a favorite in Padre lore.

My best wishes for a full recovery.