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Life with the Gozzlehead
Henry Hecht
October 06, 1980
Mickey Rivers often seems to speak no known tongue, but his bat is eloquent
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October 06, 1980

Life With The Gozzlehead

Mickey Rivers often seems to speak no known tongue, but his bat is eloquent

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Inevitably, perhaps, Rivers hasn't entirely avoided run-ins with the understanding Corrales. When the Texas skipper accused Mickey of not hustling two weeks ago, the centerfielder pouted on the bench for three games. But after 205 hits, after a solid year in the field, after a season during which he did a lot of hustling, it would be unfair to dwell too long on the negative. Or to expect Rivers to be quite the player he used to be.

"I'm getting to a certain age," says Rivers, who'll be 32 later this month, "where I can't pound myself on the gravel like I used to. Some guys, a couple more years and they be out of the game. I'm going to pace myself and play for a good situation, 'cause if you hit that ground 150 times a year, you got to be paining at the end of the year."

Not that the Gozzlehead is overly concerned. "Ain't no sense in worrying about things you got control over, 'cause if you got control over them, ain't no sense worrying," he says. Huh? Read on. "And there ain't no sense worrying about things you got no control over, 'cause if you got no control over them, ain't no sense in worrying about them. Now everything's fallen into place for me. The mistakes, the ups and downs, that's life. I'm playing baseball, doing what I like."

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