Reading all these old names is great, but this post flashed me right back to standing at the fence near the on-deck circle at Eldridge Park and seeing him getting ready to hit for the Cardinals and then seeing him in town a few days later getting ice cream or whatever. I was so excited when he was drafted, he seemed to my young (catcher wannabe) self like a god.Roger LaFrancois. He made the opening day roster in 1982, spent the entire season with the Sox, and yet only appeared in eight games with ten at bats. If I didn't see a game on Channel 38, or listen to it on the radio, one of the first things I did the next morning that summer was to check the boxscore just to see if he got in.
I was a huge Cecil Cooper fan, largely on the basis of his being the only Sox willing to sign autographs after the Hall of Fame game in Cooperstown, which I was lucky enough to get to see. He opened his window on the bus and patiently signed for a lot of us gathered kids. I was crushed when he was traded and he was one of the few guys I rooted for on other teams.