Manitoba Baseball Hall of Fame

Morgan de Pena was inducted into the Manitoba Baseball Hall of Fame in June as a member of the Player/Builder category.

Manitoba Baseball Hall of Famer Roy Seidler remembers the time Morgan de Pena showed the world his true sense of humour. In fact, Seidler remembers that de Pena was able to laugh at a time when most baseball players would probably start a fight.

The scene is right out of a book on the history of Manitoba baseball. Roy, and his brothers Wayne and Brian, had long been the caretakers of the Manitoba Senior Baseball League’s Giroux A’s and the family had just hired a professional landscaper to come out to Giroux and refurbish the ball field.

The landscaper did a beautiful job, but there was one problem. Instead of rebuilding the pitcher’s mound 60 feet, six inches from homeplate, the landscaper built it 66 feet from the dish.

“So in our first game, we’re facing the Elmwood Giants in what should be a real pitchers’ duel,” Seidler said. “Brian (Roy’s late brother) was pitching for us while Morgan was going to pitch for Elmwood.

“We’d all looked at the field and while a couple of us thought the look from first base to third base across the mound was kind of odd, nobody really said much. The mound was the right height, so we just let it go.

“So the first inning starts and Hall of Famer Sam Tascona is the umpire. Brian goes out there and he’s struggling with his fastball but he doesn’t know why. He’s huffing and puffing trying to get it up to the plate and after he gives up a couple of runs in the first inning, he comes to the dugout and says, ‘Roy, there is something wrong with that mound. I’m killing myself trying to get it up there.’

“Well, we just thought it was a typical pitcher whining about a rough inning, when Morgan goes to the mound for Elmwood. He was a great pitcher. He had this big hook for a curve ball, but in this game, his curve ball was falling five feet short of the plate and bouncing up.

“So we light Morgan up for a few runs in the first and he’s hot. He says to Sam, ‘This mound is too far away,’ and he proceeds to pace it off. He yells something at Sam and Sam yells back, ‘It’s the end of the first inning. We started the game under these conditions and we’ll finish it under these conditions,’ and that was that.

“At the end of the game, every pitcher got ripped and it finished like 12-11 or something. We won and Elmwood wasn’t very happy. We eventually fixed the mound and thought that was the end of it.

“A month later, we run into Morgan at a tournament and he’s still on me about the mound that night, so I admitted to him that it was 66 feet from the plate. I thought, ‘Oh, oh, Morgan is going to be all over me.’ And yet, he just looked at me and started to laugh. ‘I knew it,’ he said. ‘I knew it.’ And that was it. We always thought Morgan was a good guy but at that point, I just thought he was a great guy. He has all the qualities of a guy you’d want as a teammate and a friend.”

On Saturday night, June 5, Morgan de Pena and 11 other players, builders, teams and families were inducted into the Manitoba Baseball Hall of Fame in Morden. It was a celebration of what’s great about the game in our province and de Pena, now 53, enjoyed every minute of the evening.

“It was a great time,” he said recently, sitting at his desk in the new Sport Manitoba Centre on Pacific Ave. “It’s always great to see those guys, although I’m still coaching and doing clinics throughout the province and I still see a lot of those guys every weekend.”

Morgan de Pena isn’t a guy who played the game, stopped and went on to something else. He’s a guy who never stopped giving back to the sport he loved more than all the others he played – and he played those others well. Perhaps one of the greatest all-around athletes every produced in Manitoba, de Pena pitched and played football for Mayville State University in Mayville, N.D. and he also played goal for the St. James Canadians of the Manitoba Junior Hockey League.

While at Mayville, he also coached volleyball and women’s gymnastics – he actually became quite an accomplished gymnastics coach -- and since returning to Winnipeg, a day has never gone by in which he wasn’t involved in sport in some way.

Today, he’s the executive director of Baseball Manitoba and he still coaches his 14-year-old son Curtis’s baseball team and his 16-year-old daughter Melanie’s softball team. That’s commitment.

“They said I threw hard,” replied de Pena when asked about his 35-year amateur baseball career. “There were times when I thought I threw hard, but maybe I didn’t. I believed that if I hit somebody and they didn’t wince in pain, then I wasn’t throwing hard enough. And believe me, I hit a lot of guys. I only had a vague idea of where it was going.”

Bill Chapple, Hank Lemoine, Brock McConachy and Ron Seafoot joined de Pena as players in the Hall of Fame Class of 2010. Al Kinley, Maurice Kohut and Seafoot joined de Pena as builders. The 1966-71 Brandon Cloverleafs and the 1980-85 Deloraine Royals were the two teams inducted while in the special category, both the Fortin Family from Lundar and the Kollasevich Family from Winnipeg (by way of Rapid City) were also named to the Hall.

Former Goldeyes catcher Troy Fortin is now a member of the Manitoba Baseball Hall of Fame. Fortin was inducted in June along with his brother Blaine and father Roy. Photo courtesy of the Winnipeg Goldeyes.

For the Fortins it was a tremendous honor. The family patriarch, Roy Fortin was a lefthanded pitcher who could hit with the best Manitoba had to offer. He also coached countless minor baseball teams and even pitched Grosse Isle into the final of the 1990 Manitoba Twilight Championship against the powerhouse Giroux A’s.

Meanwhile, oldest son Troy was a great defensive catcher who could hit a ton. He represented Canada at the Friendship Games in Tyler, Texas, in 1992 where he hit .390 with 18 RBI and was named MVP. He also won the MVP award at the 1992 World Youth Tournament in Monterrey, Mexico. He was drafted by the Minnesota Twins in 1993 and played six years in the Twins minor league system before signing with the Winnipeg Goldeyes where he played three outstanding seasons. He also won a bronze medal with Team Canada in the 1999 Pan Am Games in Winnipeg.

Today, Troy works for Shaw TV and last season, he was honored by the Goldeyes on Troy Fortin Night at Canwest Park.

“I never thought I’d ever be asked back to have a night in my honor,” Fortin said modestly. “I loved playing the game and now I love coaching and watching my son Trey play the game. Trey’s also a hockey player and I love that aspect of my life, as well. These days I’m the cable guy and I’m also a coach. I’m really enjoying the coaching aspect of the game.”

Troy’s younger brother Blaine, was also honored at the Manitoba Hall of Fame banquet on June 5. As the third and final member of the Fortin Family to be inducted, many believe Blaine could have been the best player of the trio. In 1994, he was not only named the Manitoba Player of the Year but the Baseball Canada Player of the Year. In 1995, he was drafted by the Toronto Blue Jays and played three years in their minor league system. He also represented Canada at the 1994 World Junior Championship.

“Troy and Blaine were both great players, but are also very different people,” said de Pena, who not only played against Roy, but coached both boys at one point in their careers. “They were both good guys, good competitors and great athletes, but Troy was super intense, he never backed down from anything. Blaine was bigger and easier going. I’m happy to say both are still coaching and Blaine is now the president of Interlake Minor Baseball.

“They’ve both left their marks on the game in this province, no doubt about that.”

For all of the inductees, a place in the Hall of Fame is both an honor and a credit to what they gave back to the game of baseball here in Manitoba.

For a man like de Pena, who never pitched a game until he was 15 and never got any real coaching until he was 19, it was a marvelous surprise that still seems somewhat surreal.

“My body says I’m 53, but in my head, I still feel I could play like I did when was 28,” de Pena said with a grin. “I started as a kid playing house league ball in River Heights. I remember I really wanted to make the Little League team. They had these awesome uniforms with embroidered cresting and everything. I really wanted to make that team and wear one of those uniforms.

“Instead, I was cut and I had to play house league, where I got a black T-shirt. I never even got a hat. But I kept playing and eventually I reached a point where I made the St. Boniface Legionnaires. There, I got some real coaching from Jim Devono and Jack Scott. They were the first guys who really worked with me as a pitcher. I look back on it now and figure I was very, very lucky.”

“Ladies and gentlemen, the batteries for this afternoon’s game are: for the Johnny’s Cardinals – Wheeler pitching and Sedgwick catching, and for The Pas TeePees – Marlowe pitching and….” the crowd noise drowns out the words of the umpire. Yankee Stadium… no. SkyDome in Toronto… no. It’s Foster Park in Flin Flon, Manitoba, and this is Polar League baseball at its best.

While much is written about the fame of the Flin Flon Junior Bombers and their exploits, little remains on record locally about a very good baseball league involving Flin Flon, Creighton, Cranberry Portage, and The Pas. Join us as we view the league, its players, and some not so tall tales about Polar League baseball as seen through the eyes of a youngster. So, with my tattered notebook of scores tracking my favourite team, the Cardinals, we’ll follow the trails wherever they may lead, or as Yogi Berra would say, “When you come to a fork in the road, take it.” Hopefully we’ll stir some memories of northern Manitoba baseball days gone by.

The league itself existed in various forms over the years (circa 1956-66) and at one time included teams from Bowsman and Thompson. We’ll focus on approximately the 1960 era (give or take a year or so) when young eyes idolized the Junior Bombers by winter and our favourite Polar League baseball team by summer. By about this time, the Creighton Braves had folded and Flin Flon had two teams: the Ross’ Stylers and Johnny’s Cardinals. These guys played for fun – but were damn good players as well. Under different circumstances many could likely have made careers out of baseball. These were players dedicated to the game: good sportsmanship, no free agency, no draft picks, no wages, no steroids, just fun – how refreshing when one views the state of professional baseball today.

Let’s start at the epicenter of Flin Flon baseball at the time: Foster Park. This was no Fenway Park, but it did the job and had a history dating back to as early as 1935. A large muskeg area was drained to provide a recreational area that not only included baseball but skating, track and field, tennis and extravaganza events requiring space for large crowds. An official opening of the park, presumably in honour of Flin Flon’s fist mayor E.E. Foster, was scheduled for the 4^th of September, 1939, but the event was pre-empted by the outbreak of World War II when Great Britain and France declared war on Nazi Germany on the third day of September.

The big – I mean big – problem with the ball diamond was flooding during a downpour, as the playing area was lower than the surrounding terrain. You can understand the frustration of a team from The Pas traveling over the old dusty and bumpy #10 Highway only to be rained out. Nonetheless, the field was the best we had, and was probably an engineering marvel in the ‘City Built on Rock’. There were, however, a few wrinkles – if you hit the ball out of the park on the right side of a power pole you had a double; hit on the left side, a home run. Good left hand batters knew this and milked it to the hilt. Remember the collateral damage? People parked their cars along Boam Street and the north end of the park. Many became victims of broken windshields and dented cars due to flying balls (as did nearby houses).

How about the shaky bleachers complete with press gallery – manned by the likes of Harry Miles of the Daily Miner, Tom Dobson of The Reminder, and Bernie Pascal or Carl Edmonds of CFAR. Sue’s Lunch was literally swamped during and between doubleheader games, and other enterprising individuals operated a catering van to fulfill the requirement for soft drinks, french fries, and the like. A strange, but innovative policy was the ‘ball-in’ system. You see, this league ran a tight budget, so any ball hit or tipped foul out of the playing field had to be recovered. The league hired older kids called chasers to recover these expensive items and throw them back on to the field for reuse while shouting “Ball in” during lulls in play. My friend (who shall remain nameless) and I devised a plan to get our hands on one of these souvenirs. The plan failed miserably as we neglected to consider that big kids run faster than little kids. Then there were the hat men, the guys who brought the hats around for silver collection to defray costs. I believe that the rule was kids under 12 were free, and suddenly every kid at the game was under 12.

No officials, no league; it was that simple. These guys were outstanding, taking abuse on a regular basis, yet still they stepped forward. I have vivid memories of four of them in Flin Flon. Let’s start with early league days home plate umpire Ken Huffman, no strager to Flin Flonners. Ken was well ahead of his time. Balls were “NO” and “YES” was a strike; the really good strike pitches were “STEE” (baseball fans – does this sound like today?).

Next is Alex Huston, a great guy who also refereed SJHL/Bomber hockey. I knew Alex well, but I could never figure out why you would want to be screamed at both summer and winter. On to Jack Clark. Jack was a late comer to Flin Flon who lived a black or so down from our place in the new Lakeside area. He certainly knew his stuff and was a fan of “BAHH” for balls out of the strike zone and “STEE-RIKE” for good pitches. He was a neighbour of Cardinal player Al Mealy, and I once remember him calling out loud on a bad pitch, “What the hell are you doing swinging at that, Al?” (He later confessed to thinking out loud.) He was a good guy who helped out our little league team in Lakeside, which was sponsored by Frank and Elsie Schneider’s Grocery Store (another story). And last, but not by any means least, Alex Kennedy. Mr. Kennedy was a base umpire – and was he fast. The crowd marveled how he could always beat the runner from first base to second to make the call on a base steal.

The teams at the forefront of these little eyes were the Ross’ Stylers, Johnny’s Cadinals and the dreaded The Pas TeePees. I had watched a couple of games in Creighton featuring The Braves with my dad and recall Kenny Marchant as the catcher of note as well as the ‘Smith Battery’. Ken was the pitcher and Claude the catcher. (Ken later told me that they had previously filled the same role in The Pas, where they had grown up loving baseball.)

The name that I recall for the Cranberry Portage Radar Kings is pitcher Lorne Lalashnick. The Cranberry team was closely linked to the Mid-Canada Line radar site and ceased as a team as the activity at the military complex was scaled down.

Johnny’s Cardinals, sponsored by Johnny Boychuk of Johnny’s Confectionery, was my team of choice. Why? Well, nice bird on the uniform. (Strategy is all-important in selecting a team of choice.) This was a good ball club with players such as Al Wheeler (pitcher), Bob ‘Lefty’ Remington (pitcher), Gerry Curle (pitcher), Len Sedgwick (catcher), Bob Quinn, Al Mealy, Vic Poirer, Al Evason, Myles Gillard, Ted Hampson, Ron Hutchinson, and Wayne Berg. As testament to the quality of the Polar League, Cardinal player Al Evason (the team’s leading hitter from 1964-66) was inducted into the Manitoba Baseball Hall of Fame in 2006. He had a brilliant career with other teams as well, including Dauphin, Bowsman and Thompson.

Ross’ Styler (formerly the Centrals of Central Motors, or what is now the Northland Ford dealership) sponsored by Ross’ Style Shop and Men’s Wear. They were another good ball club, always at their best when they had to be, with players such as Lee Fisher (pitcher), George Konik (catcher), Don Donaldson, Al Longmore, Al Hamilton, Rich Billy, Richie Goulden, Paddy Hamilton, Ken Klause, and Lloyd Young.

The Pas TeePees were a truly great team and were even inducted into the Manitoba Baseball Hall of Fame in 2005. These guys came to play every time and are/were fully deserving of credit. Players on the 1959 Polar League Championship team included Lynn Marlowe (pitcher), Bernie Lanigan (pitcher), Orest Strocel, Claude Kozik, Bill Donaldson, Cliff “Ticky” King, Ron Ewing, Brian McTaggert, Harvey Beach, Barry Rowley, Irv Snyder, Jimmy Demetruk, Stan Reid, Ron Cox, Hugh Turnbull, and Doug White. Many years later it was always a pleasure to reminisce about the Polar League with Cliff King at Art Johnson Men’s Wear in The Pas. Ticky was truly a great player and good sport; a credit to the TeePees and The Pas.

From the outset these were good people playing for the love of the game, always with intensity. The ‘big showdown’ (our version of the World Series) seemed to always be a Flin Flon team against The Pas TeePees. Sunday double headers were the norm, with teams alternating weekends in Flin Flon or The Pas. Team buses? Not in this league; no, the players and fans jumped into their cars and made the trip. The road trip to The Pas was a great adventure for youngsters; a stop at Caribou Bill’s in Cranberry Portage before reaching The Pas with its flat land with no rock. The huge Saskatchewan River and crossing over the bridge were exciting things, and the lush green ball park just outside of town was indeed impressive. (Yes, real grass as opposed to Foster Park clay.) If you were fortunate, the outing included a trip to the A&W to meet the burger family (Flin Flon didn’t have an A&W at the time). The series were always close, it seemed, and the rivalry was intense, with some over exuberant fans on both sides taunting The Pas boys as ‘hayseeds’ (farmers) and Flin Flonners as ‘gophers’ (miners going underground).

One particular incident at Foster Park stands out. The Cardinals were hosting the TeePees, with Al Wheeler on the mound for the Cards. Al was a very find pitcher, right up there with Lee Fisher of Flin Flon and Lynn Marlowe from The Pas, but he was not having a good day. (Or as Yogi would say, “It gets late early in the game when you are losing.”) Fans along the first line bleachers were heckling Al terribly, referring to him as “Chickadee Arm.” Finally Al had enough – he threw the ball in the direction of the hecklers, but over their heads. All hell broke loose, Wheeler was ejected from the game, and the matter was referred to the league commissioner, Gordie Martin. As I recall, Al received a two game suspension but the Cards went on to win the series; Flin Flon’s version of the Rocket Richard riot.

Another highlight was when the great Satchel Paige and his team came to Flin Flon on their exhibition tour. The Polar League boys formed a team to take them on, with the full knowledge that they would lose. As per usual, old Satchel came in to pitch in the last inning or so. He wound up as if he would throw a 90 mile an hour pitch – but it was a fake, a real softy designed to fool the batter. The only problem was that you didn’t fool this batter – big Don Donaldson. “Whack!” and it was gone for an easy double. As I have been saying all along, these Polar League guys were good! Another safe bet was the hit and run by two Cardinal starts, George Chigol and Len Sedgwick; if either were on third and the other batting it was a sure hit and run that usually worked, probably without any sign from the manager.

Yes, this was northern baseball at its finest with an intense rivalry, especially between Flin Flon and The Pas. Foster Park was our “Yankee Stadium” and we dared anyone to beat our boys (which the TeePees often did). It was a different era, less complex, when the game itself was bigger than any individual. These were the times when you wanted to kick the pants off your opposition, but if they were a player short, you would lend them one of yours for the sake of the game. Dugouts for the teams? Not likely – a rickety old bench would do. Gatorade for the players; nah, a pail of water with a big block of ice was quite sufficient.

We close this trip back in northern Manitoba baseball history with a short chat with a Flin Flonner who actually played in the Polar League – Bob Quinn. Bob played a couple of years with the Creighton Braves before moving on to the Cardinals for three years andis best remembered playing shortstop or second base. As fast as he was in the infield, he was quick to recall other Cardinals such as Joe Bocklage, Duane Rupp, Mel Pearson, Bobby McDowell and Gordie Waldmo.

When asked about memories Bob’s reply was, “It was a great league – lots of fun – and I enjoyed it very much. Too bad it’s gone. There was great camaraderie, but tough competition as well, especially with The Pas TeePees. The great thing was that all was forgotten in the post game get togethers between the teams… fun and laughter, which even included the much despised umpires of a few minutes earlier.” Being the gentleman that he is, Bob epitomized the class of players that were predominant in the Polar League.

Sadly, the Polar League faded away with time (in the late 1960s) and the ball park and bleachers went silent, but it sure was a great league while we had it. Now only fond memories remain, or as Yogi would say, "Nobody goes there anymore - it's too crowded."

Field of Dreams, Angels in the Outfield, and A League of Their Own are all movies that devote their plot to the wonderful sport of baseball. But no film can create the feeling of nostalgia and awe like the Manitoba Baseball Hall of Fame & Museum (MBHOF) in Morden, Manitoba, and hour south-west of Winnipeg.

“Our mandate is to preserve and exhibit memorabilia from people and teams born in Manitoba or that played here. We want to preserve that heritage,” says Joe Wiwchar, the MBHOF’s museum administrative manager.

The MBHOF showcases pictures, uniforms, and other baseball gear from an enormous number of athletes that were born in Manitoba, or that have played here during their career. The museum owns so much memorabilia that certain pieces have to be shown on a yearly rotation. The Hall of Fame is home to many local athletes, including Dorothy Henderson, who was the basis of the main character in A League of Their Own.

The idea for the MBHOF came from Gladwyn Scott, who formed an incorporated baseball hall of fame and museum in an attempt to save the memories of the game. The town of Neepawa wanted the MBHOF, but so did Morden. Both placed bids and a vote revealed that Morden beat out Neepawa by one point. With that victory, the MBHOF was incepted in 1997. The first two banquets were held in Brandon, where several athletes were inducted. Once the MBHOF had collected enough memorabilia, it opened in June of 1999.

"Our selection committee makes an appeal at the banquest and on our website, asking if anyone has baseball memorabilia they want to donate. We'll usually accept an item once we know where it's from, who wore it, and what history it has," says Wiwchar.

The MBHOF's selection committee is in charge of dealing with the nominations. Any unsuccessful applicants are held on file for three years and if they're not inducted by then, they'll have to resubmit their nominations. Wiwchar adds that the nominees for the MBHOF come from all over.

And so do the spectator. Norman Plato, one of hundreds attending the 2007 Manitoba Planning Conference in Morden's rec-centre, was visiting the MBHOF all the way from Lac du Bonnet.

"It's my first time here and I think this (the MBHOF) is great for the whole area. It's great for one little town to have this because the one at The Forks doesn't have nearly as many displays," says Plato, adding that the MBHOF helped him to revisit his days of baseball.

"I played for the Thalberg Eagles in the 1950s, with a dear friend, Bill Toews. His display is around the corner. It's just awesome to see someone you've played with," says Plato. "I'm coming back this August with my family to see the Hall of Fame. We'll make a weekend of it."

The MBHOF is open 7 days a week, 8am - 9pm. Admission is free, but donations, which help the museum run year-round, are welcome.