MLB 2024-25 Hot Stove Thread

I went looking and found a list of guys with the most stints (with appearances with another team between) with one team from seven years ago on Reddit (so you know it is true).

A guy named Bobo Newsom played for the Senators five different times. Tony Fernandez (RIP) was a Blue Jay four different times. Rickey (RIP) played with Oakland four times, as did Rudy Seanez in San Diego.

Part of me thinks Rudy Seanez is still ready to be called out of the Padres bullpen when I watch one of their games.

 

Kenny Lofton made it to Cleveland three different times.

 

Bobo played for nine teams in a 20-year career. In addition to his five Senators stints, he had three separate stints with the Browns, two separate stints apiece with the Dodgers and A’s and a partridge in a pear tree.

He actually was a four-time All-Star, and was quite a colorful character back then.

 

The list of three times was surprisingly long. Too long to post here without infuriating everybody.

 

Jim McConnell was a fellow desker at the San Gabriel Valley Tribune in the late '90s and '00s. Nice man, loves baseball. He wrote a book on Bobo Newsom.

 

Buehler?

 

Not huge news but happy for him (since I know the kid/family):

Phils add to pitching depth with 1-year deal for Joe Ross

Started in the WS (Nats '19) at age 25; pretty amazing.

1.67 ERA in 15 relief appearances after coming off DL last year, 3.77 overall (11 starts).

I'm a Phillie fan now.

 

The Netflix documentary produced by his daughter is a good hot stove watch.

 

He died a couple of months later (which I only know because my older kid was taking Saturday classes for middle schoolers that fall at Montclair State where his museum is and there were press trucks everywhere). Maybe he was too sick to attend?

 

On this day in 1979 Billy Martin died in a car accident. What’s amazing to me is that he was 61; seemed like he was in his 60s the entire time he managed the Yankees.

What’s crazy is that I learned of Billy’s passing as I was riding north on I-87 to my sister’s house in Dobb’s Ferry and I caught a glimpse of a marquee at old Yankee Stadium that read, RIP Billy Martin. It was the one and only time I ever laid eyes on that legendary location. Weird.

 

1989, actually.