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DETROIT FREE PRESS
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Sunday, July 30, 1989
METRO EDITION
1E
MITCH ALBOM
Copyright (c) 1989, Detroit Free Press
LAJOIE TRIES TO RIDE OUT TIGERS' STORMY SEASON
Today, he's not such a genius. The team is a mess, the good players are
barely hitting the ball, and fans are yawning and waiting for football season.
Bill Lajoie will ride it out. The same way he rode it out when everybody
loved him. Remember? Two years ago?
"In some ways this is easier than that," sighs the man with the thick
eyebrows who, as general manager, is the wheeler- dealer for the Tigers. "In
a winning season, like '87, you have to be so alert. The slightest little
crack, you have to jump in and fix it."
No cracks this year. The whole damn wall fell in. The Tigers are not in
the basement, they are the basement. And Lajoie is the guy with the mop. Clean
it up, Bill. Make some trades, Bill. Pull some aces from the farm system,
Bill. And while you're at it, see if you can save those Brazilian rain
forests.
Here is the urge: blockbuster moves. Headlines. A brazen display of front
office effort. He resists. He does not call colleagues and say, "What would
you give me for Alan Trammell?" -- even when they circle like vultures, ready
to pluck the Detroit carcass.
"You'd be surprised at what other GMs try. They figure you need to show
people you're building for the future, that maybe you're desperate, so they
offer you some guy in the minor leagues who hasn't put the ball over the plate
in three years. And they want one of my regular players," Lajoie says.
He politely refuses. But he will not forget. Years from now, when the
tables are turned, Bill Lajoie will remember these days, and the guys who are
trying to suck his blood. In the meantime, he has a few things to say.
It's all in the attitude
First of all, he is not trading Trammell or Lou Whitaker because, quite
frankly, he does not think that talent is the big problem. "It's the thinking
that isn't right," he says. "The attitude. Guys can be having off-seasons and
still do little things to help their teammates win. Instead, this group seems
to be more caught up with themselves."
The cynical, of course, will blame attitude erosion on management. After
all, who let Lance Parrish, Kirk Gibson, Darrell Evans and Tom Brookens go --
the first three with no compensation?
"An awful lot was made of that," Lajoie says. "And Lance never fails to
tell people how it was the Tigers' fault. Even now. I wish one of those
reporters would remind Lance that he was the one who left -- for less money.
Maybe that would quiet him down.
"As for the guys like Evans and Brookens, frankly, we expected other
players on our squad to step up and fill those leadership positions. I have
the highest regard for Evans and Brookens, but their physical contributions
were clearly diminishing.
"People say, 'If only we had those guys, we could win it.' But they were
here in 1985 and '86 and we didn't win it. The glue of this team,
talent-wise, is still here. In the AL East, we should be able to contend. You
saw the California series. We were one player from winning all of those
games."
Instead, they lost all four -- on the last at-bat.
Not that Lajoie wouldn't like a few of his moves back. Had he foreseen the
fuss over Brookens, he admits, he wouldn't have made the trade. And then
there was a certain flabby infielder named Chris Brown, part of the winter
deal for Walt Terrell. Brown lasted in a Detroit uniform only slightly longer
than he lasted on his diet.
"He conned all of us," Lajoie says. "On the press tour (in February) he
looked great, said the right things. Next time I saw him, he had gained 15
pounds. After five days I said to Sparky, 'This guy has got to go.' We got
him because he has talent. But his attitude -- he became a cancer. That's one
trade I'd like back."
Maybe next year will be different
But of course, nothing is coming back. The injuries are real, they left
this club crippled. The manager is real, he needed a break from the pressure.
The record is real: dead last. Basement.
So who will Lajoie mop away? Well. When spring training began, no player
was signed for next season except Chet Lemon. Since that time, Trammell and
Whitaker have received contracts. That was not by accident. Lajoie will stick
by them, as he likely will stick by Jack Morris, Doyle Alexander, Frank
Tanana and a few others. If he gets them signed.
The rest? Who knows? But this era of "cagey-veteran" Tigers is over. On
Friday, they traded Keith Moreland, the team's leading hitter, to Baltimore
for minor league pitching prospect Brian Dubois. Moreland is 35. Dubois is 22.
Youth.
At his office at Tiger Stadium, Lajoie gets letters from fans suggesting
trades. In years past, they've been fairly intelligent. This player for that
player. "Now they want me to trade 10 guys at once."
He laughs. Sure, he'd love it if Tom Monaghan paid for a cluster of
free-agent superstars. He'd love it if the farm system wasn't a pit of
mediocrity. He'd love it if all the pulled tendons and wrists and elbows went
back into place, and everyone was healthy.
Then again, he'd love to fix that Brazilian rain forest problem. For now,
he fishes for youth, trusts his instincts and waits. Baseball is funny. Next
year, they may be calling him a genius again. He'll laugh at that one, too.
Mitch Albom's sports talk show, "The Sunday Sports Albom," airs tonight 9-11
on WLLZ-FM (98.7). Guests: Isiah Thomas, Denny McLain.