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Gooden, who last pitched for the Mets in 1994, and Strawberry, who last played for the club in 1990, once were pariahs in Flushing because of the illegal drugs and alcohol that sabotaged, not enhanced, their careers. Time and reformed lives, however, have brought them back into good graces with their original team. The public anger directed toward them has waned with time and the understanding that sometimes even good people make bad decisions.
Would the same perspective someday apply to steroids, a drug of another choice and culture? The Cardinals, for instance, have kept a statue of McGwire in storage. The Athletics have shown no interest in retiring the number of McGwire, the all-time Oakland home run leader. The Hall of Fame voters want nothing to do with steroid users. Baseball lifers such as
"Eventually we will," former Mets manager
Johnson and former Mets general manager
But Johnson was smart enough to use the numbers to complement, not replace, his skills as a leader of men. For instance, he chose
In Gooden and Strawberry, Johnson managed two guys who appeared certain to be going to
Cocaine sent Gooden careening off the Cooperstown highway, the result, Johnson said, of a kind of social awkwardness. "Darryl could say no more than Doc," Johnson said. "Even if Doc wanted to say no, he would always wind up saying yes. He wanted to be a good guy. He wanted to be thought of as a good guy with his people."
Something else, though, happened to Gooden. Johnson said he remembers one game -- he thinks it was early in the 1987 season -- when he was so struck by a change in Gooden's mechanics that he hollered to his pitching coach,
"Mel said, 'Well, the front office wants his delivery to be a little less violent and a little more quiet,''' Johnson said. "I said, 'That's b.s. We don't have to do something like that to this young man.' I was really against that. If it wasn't broke, don't fix it."
Strawberry was moodier than Gooden, both more fun at his best and much darker at his worst. Johnson said he constantly had to tell Strawberry to take care of his body, to make sure he obtained proper rest, which was code for not lingering too long in bars.
"The Catholic orphanage in Queens loved Darryl," Johnson said. "All his fine money went there."
Gooden and Strawberry would have to leave the Mets to find some redemption to their lives and careers; ironically they found the greatest measures of both while playing for the Yankees. Strawberry actually posted a better on-base percentage as a Yankee than as a Met and won three more World Series rings. Gooden threw a no-hitter as a Yankee.
Despite much of their talent and time gone to waste, both still managed to construct better, more prolific careers than commonly assumed. Strawberry played 17 seasons, hit 335 homers and drove in 1,000 runs. Gooden pitched 16 seasons and compiled some aggregate numbers just as a Met (157-85, 3.10 ERA, 303 starts) that approximate those of
With time, their stories don't seem as sad and painful as they once did. Both men have found some sobriety in their lives, though only after a series of fits and starts to get there. And while they might not have made it to Cooperstown, they did make it to the Mets Hall of Fame, enshrined for the too-brief magic of their youth before the drugs and boozing took hold.
The likes of McGwire and
Redemption, too, remains farther out of reach for the juicers because coming truly clean -- that the illegal stuff works -- is too hard a blow to their professional pride.
"When I came up,
In Johnson's last year as a big league manager, 2000 with the Dodgers, he walked into the clubhouse kitchen and saw one of his players fixing some kind of blended drink. The player told him it was a "protein drink," and asked Johnson if he wanted some. Johnson took a sample, no more than a half-inch of the stuff in a cup.
"I took one swig," Johnson said, "and my heart was beating so fast I thought it was going to pound right out of my chest."
Guys took powders and pills when they weren't even sure what was in them. The push for "bigger, faster, stronger" is embedded in an athlete's DNA. It is part of the evolution of man and of the sports he plays. As Johnson said, "If you could somehow have the 1927 Yankees playing the 2009 Yankees, the guys today are much bigger and stronger and better. There's no comparison."
Not all athletes, however, come equipped with the same moral compass. Some were guided by the external force of "the culture," while others made a decision that came from within. We understand it now. The ballplayers, though, don't give us such credit.
I will never forget the sheer honesty and courage of
Eight years later, despite all that we now know about the Steroid Era, despite the Mitchell Report, despite BALCO, despite the positive drug tests, despite
Johnson may be right eventually. Maybe the day does come when the juicers are understood less judgmentally, as casualties of a culture, the way Gooden and Strawberry were of the preceding one. That day will come only with more time and truth.