Legendary Cardinals manager Whitey Herzog dies at 92
April 16, 2024
Legendary Cardinals manager Whitey Herzog dies at 92
28 comments
RIP to a legend
Seems like a neverending stream of lost legends the past few years. I hate it.
Sad. Lou, Gibson, Shannon, McCarver and now the White Rat all gone in the last couple of seasons. Sad.
Didn’t realize he was 92. RIP to a legend of my childhood.
RIP, White Rat. He was the man.
damn 🙁
It’s crazy we went from Gibson, Brock, Herzog, Red, Sutter and Shannon all standing out on opening day to all of them gone in seemingly a blink of an eye.
RIP Whitey
What a live well-lived. May he rest easy.
RIP
Whitey Ball.
RIP Whitey. Man we’ve been on a shit streak of losing legends lately.
Flooded with warm 1980s Summer baseball memories. Glad he was at this last home opener.
sad days.
my mother once told me about the time she was called in for Jury Duty and she looked up to find herself sitting right beside Whitey.
she said he was the absolute nicest man she’s ever met.
she asked him who, in his opinion, was the best ballplayer he had the pleasure of coaching… he told her Willie McGee.
I told her I was so happy she randomly asked him that.
Damn. Grew up on this guy.
God dammit.
Was he at opening day?
Damn, we just keep losing legends these years. RIP
I can vaguely remember him pulling Gary Templeton back into the dugout after some of the things Gary was doing. RIP to a legend.
My fantasy team is called Whitey’s Ballers this year. What a legend. He really cherished his connection to the franchise.
The sound of the cicadas are drowned out by the hum of the attic fan. It’s hot and all the windows in the house are open. It’s just Grandpa and I; Mom and Grandma are at bingo. All the lights in house are off except for in the kitchen, where Grandpa sits at the kitchen table, working on his puzzle book. The crisp sounds of the transistor radio fill the room with the Cardinals game. It’s the summer of 1982, I’m almost 9 years old and life is perfect.
Even to this day, when I hear the word “Cardinals”, I automatically think back on that 1982 team. Ozzie Smith backflips, Vince Coleman and Willie McGee flying around the bases, Joaquin Andujar getting spicy on the mound, Bruce Sutter and Darrell Porter embraced in victory… “Whiteyball” at it’s peak.
To this day, whenever I hear cicadas in the summer or the Cardinals on the radio, the nostalgia washes over me. It reminds me that sometimes, it’s okay to forget about everything else and just root for the home team. It reminds me of when life was simpler and the innocence of a young boy who dreamed of playing baseball. It reminds me of my grandpa, who was my idol. My role model. My father figure. He’s been gone for more than 30 years now, but if I close my eyes, I can still see him sitting at that table, cheering on our Redbirds. I still miss him, especially on those hot summer nights.
Thanks for the memories, Whitey. Godspeed.
Bummer to my morning. RIP
RIP. Thanks for the memories.
😭😭😭
RIP Champ. We’ve lost so many of our legends these last few years
RIP, White Rat.
Should’ve had more than just one WS ring as manager, but at least he got us ‘82
I feel sorry for fans who didn’t get to experience him when he was in his coaching prime. An absolute character and coached entertaining ball.
I started following the Cardinals in 1992, so I never was a fan when Whitey was running the show, but I really enjoyed reading his two books about managing, and always liked hearing what he had to say regarding the Cardinals in his latter years. Another legend gone.
28 comments
RIP to a legend
Seems like a neverending stream of lost legends the past few years. I hate it.
Sad. Lou, Gibson, Shannon, McCarver and now the White Rat all gone in the last couple of seasons. Sad.
Didn’t realize he was 92. RIP to a legend of my childhood.
RIP, White Rat.
He was the man.
damn 🙁
It’s crazy we went from Gibson, Brock, Herzog, Red, Sutter and Shannon all standing out on opening day to all of them gone in seemingly a blink of an eye.
RIP Whitey
What a live well-lived. May he rest easy.
RIP
Whitey Ball.
RIP Whitey. Man we’ve been on a shit streak of losing legends lately.
Flooded with warm 1980s Summer baseball memories. Glad he was at this last home opener.
sad days.
my mother once told me about the time she was called in for Jury Duty and she looked up to find herself sitting right beside Whitey.
she said he was the absolute nicest man she’s ever met.
she asked him who, in his opinion, was the best ballplayer he had the pleasure of coaching… he told her Willie McGee.
I told her I was so happy she randomly asked him that.
Damn. Grew up on this guy.
God dammit.
Was he at opening day?
Damn, we just keep losing legends these years. RIP
I can vaguely remember him pulling Gary Templeton back into the dugout after some of the things Gary was doing. RIP to a legend.
My fantasy team is called Whitey’s Ballers this year. What a legend. He really cherished his connection to the franchise.
The sound of the cicadas are drowned out by the hum of the attic fan. It’s hot and all the windows in the house are open. It’s just Grandpa and I; Mom and Grandma are at bingo. All the lights in house are off except for in the kitchen, where Grandpa sits at the kitchen table, working on his puzzle book. The crisp sounds of the transistor radio fill the room with the Cardinals game. It’s the summer of 1982, I’m almost 9 years old and life is perfect.
Even to this day, when I hear the word “Cardinals”, I automatically think back on that 1982 team. Ozzie Smith backflips, Vince Coleman and Willie McGee flying around the bases, Joaquin Andujar getting spicy on the mound, Bruce Sutter and Darrell Porter embraced in victory… “Whiteyball” at it’s peak.
To this day, whenever I hear cicadas in the summer or the Cardinals on the radio, the nostalgia washes over me. It reminds me that sometimes, it’s okay to forget about everything else and just root for the home team. It reminds me of when life was simpler and the innocence of a young boy who dreamed of playing baseball. It reminds me of my grandpa, who was my idol. My role model. My father figure. He’s been gone for more than 30 years now, but if I close my eyes, I can still see him sitting at that table, cheering on our Redbirds. I still miss him, especially on those hot summer nights.
Thanks for the memories, Whitey. Godspeed.
Bummer to my morning. RIP
RIP. Thanks for the memories.
😭😭😭
RIP Champ. We’ve lost so many of our legends these last few years
RIP, White Rat.
Should’ve had more than just one WS ring as manager, but at least he got us ‘82
I feel sorry for fans who didn’t get to experience him when he was in his coaching prime. An absolute character and coached entertaining ball.
I started following the Cardinals in 1992, so I never was a fan when Whitey was running the show, but I really enjoyed reading his two books about managing, and always liked hearing what he had to say regarding the Cardinals in his latter years. Another legend gone.
RIP to one of the greatest Cardinals ever.