Reds' rookie is a tough cookie
William Leggett
August 27, 1973
When the musical is made, the pretty secretary will enter from stage left, a tattered letter in hand. She will be dressed all in red, approach her boss apprehensively and say, "I know it seems silly, Chief, but I've got a feeling about this letter that just came in from Hilton Head, S.C. It says there's an 18-year-old boy down there who never played on a high school team. Nobody picked him in the draft and he only gets a chance to play weekends. But the letter says he can swing the bat, Chief. Swing the bat!" The stocky man at center stage tending bees will suddenly lift the netting from around his face. "If that's true," the beekeeper will say, "we should be able to sign him cheap. Give him a copy of our yearbook and a plane ticket to Tampa. Let's take the chance. Yes, let's look him over." The two will then join hands and sing, "Swing the Bat! Swing the Bat!"
Regarded as a gifted first baseman, Driessen went to spring training this year convinced that his ultimate spot would be Triple A Indianapolis and first base. On the final day of camp he was told he would be playing third. "I knew that Cincinnati was not going to break up a pennant-winning team just to get me on it this year," Driessen says. When Denis Menke failed to hit early this season, General Manager Bob Howsam, a noted beekeeper, and Anderson kept examining Indianapolis box scores. What held their attention was Driessen's .409 batting average. On June 8 they promoted him to the Reds, a move like many they have made in recent seasons that quickly paid off. "Driessen is always smiling," says Bench. "The whole business doesn't seem to faze him. That's a huge part of making it in the majors. Maybe the biggest part."
That and being able to "swing the bat" seem likely to insure Driessen a regular role in that long-running hit, Damn Red Machine.