This article was written by Andrew Blume.
He was one of baseball’s freer spirits, whose flakiness could drive management crazy. But Bernie Carbo’s biggest legacy is hitting one of the all-time clutch home runs in World Series history, setting the stage for Carlton Fisk’s more memorable blast that ended Game Six of the 1975 World Series.
Bernardo Carbo was born on August 5, 1947, in Detroit. His father, Joe, was, in Bernie’s words, “an abusive and sadistic alcoholic” and his mother, Carmen, was a coal miner’s daughter who lost her father in the mines when she was 7. Bernie had seen his mother try to kill herself at least once. Joe had served in the US Air Force in World War II, worked as a fighter in the circus, and later found work in the steel mills, while Carmen worked on the assembly line for Cadillac.1 Bernie overcame an extremely stressful childhood, including child abuse, sexual molestation by another relative, and neglect. He became an alcoholic at age 16 himself and battled any number of demons throughout his life, as he detailed in his autobiography Saving Bernie Carbo.
During his sandlot days, Carbo developed the opposite-field batting stroke that served him well in later years. He often played pickup games at Edward Hines Park in Nankin Township, a Detroit suburb. Often the teams were short of players and right field had to be left unmanned, any ball hit there was deemed an automatic out. Thus Carbo, perhaps the only left-handed batter, was forced to develop an ability to hit to left field. He described his first Little League hit to Herb Crehan: “First time up I hit a ball that went between the outfielders. I slid into second base, I slid into third base, and then I slid into home plate for a home run.”
The major leagues’ first amateur free-agent draft was held in June 1965. Rick Monday was the first player selected. The first player drafted by the Cincinnati Reds in the first round was the 17-year-old Carbo, the 16th overall pick in the draft. To demonstrate what an inexact science the baseball draft is, the second-round pick of the Reds was future Hall of Fame catcher Johnny Bench.
Carbo was slow to justify his selection as the first-round pick. His temper, combined with his failure to take the game seriously enough, retarded his progress, while Bench took the fast track to the majors, making his debut in 1967. Carbo’s teammates labeled him “The Idiot,” a title that would have probably made him feel right at home on the 2004 Red Sox. In 1965 at Tampa (Class A Florida State League), Carbo hit a mere .218 with no homers and only 19 RBIs. The following year, he demonstrated some pop in his bat at Peninsula (Class A Carolina League) with 15 homers, 57 RBIs, and a .269 batting average.
In 1967 at Knoxville (Double-A Southern League), Carbo’s average took a tailspin to .201 with just two homers and 27 RBIs. At Asheville (also the Southern League) the next year, Carbo was now known as “The Clown,” but it was at this stop in the minors that he began to put it together. Carbo became the rehabilitation project of his manager, Sparky Anderson, who moved him from third base to the outfield. Under Anderson’s tutelage, Carbo’s numbers improved to a .281 batting average, 20 homers, and 66 RBIs.
The next year in Triple-A Indianapolis, Carbo played for Vern Rapp. He hit .359 with 21 home runs and 76 RBIs and was named Minor League Player of the Year by The Sporting News. He earned a call-up to the Reds, and made his major-league debut on September 2. In an 8-2 loss to the Chicago Cubs at Crosley Field, Carbo pinch-hit for pitcher Dennis Ribant in the sixth inning against Ferguson Jenkins and was called out on strikes. He had two more plate appearances the remainder of the season as a pinch-hitter, going hitless, and one appearance as a pinch-runner.
Carbo and manager Sparky Anderson were both promoted to the Reds in 1970. Anderson platooned Carbo with the right-handed-hitting Hal McRae in left field. Carbo was the starter on Opening Day, April 6, 1970, against the Montreal Expos at Crosley Field, hitting seventh in the batting order. After grounding out in his first plate appearance, Carbo homered off Joe Sparma for his first major-league hit in the fourth inning. He later walked and singled in a 5-1 Reds victory. Carbo jokingly described the home run to Herb Crehan as “the longest home run in baseball history. I hit it out of the park onto Route I-95. It landed in a truck and they found it in Florida, 1,300 miles away.”
On April 21, 1970, Carbo had his first multi-homer game, swatting a pair against the Atlanta Braves. On July 27 he drove in five runs against the Cardinals, a career high in a game. He went on to enjoy a stellar rookie year for the Reds, hitting what would prove to be full-season career highs in all of the three major offensive statistics, batting .310 with an on-base percentage of .454, and slugging 21 homers while driving in 63 runs in 125 games. He was named The Sporting News National League Rookie of the Year but finished second in the BBWAA’s Rookie of the Year ballot to Montreal pitcher Carl Morton, who was 18-11 for the last-place Expos.
The 1970 Reds, led by rookie manager Anderson, won 70 of their first 100 games on the way to winning the National League West title. In a three-game sweep of the Pirates in the NLCS, Carbo appeared in two games, going hitless in six at-bats. In a five-game World Series won by the Baltimore Orioles, Carbo extended his hitless skein, going 0-for-8 in four games. He did, however, manage to involve himself in a Game One controversy. In the sixth inning, with the score tied 3-3, the Reds’ Ty Cline hit a chopper in front of the plate. Plate umpire Ken Burkhart had moved directly in front of home plate to call the ball fair as Carbo slid home, trying to score from third as catcher Elrod Hendricks attempted to tag him. Burkhart was spun to the ground, placing him with his back to the play as Hendricks tagged Carbo with an empty glove (the ball was in his bare hand). Burkhart incorrectly called Carbo out and left the score tied in a game that the Orioles would win 4-3.
After Carbo had begun to pay dividends in 1970 to the Reds for their first-round draft investment in him, he slipped in 1971. His batting average fell to .219 with 5 home runs and 20 RBIs in 106 games. He had held out for more money in spring training. Drug use began to take its toll on his body. “I was a drug addict and alcoholic for 28 years,” Carbo told The Sporting News’ Andy Clendennen in a 2001 interview. “I started drinking when I was about 16 or 17, started on marijuana when I was 21, did cocaine when I was 22 or 23, and got into crystal meth, Dexedrines, Benzedrines, Darvons, codeine. There wasn’t much that I didn’t do.” A holdout again in spring training 1972, Carbo was traded to the St. Louis Cardinals for outfielder/first baseman Joe Hague on May 19 after hitting only .143 in 19 games. Carbo spent the balance of the 1972 and 1973 seasons with the Cardinals, hitting .258 in 99 games in 1972 and improving to .286 in 111 games in 1973.
On October 26, 1973, Carbo was again traded, this time to the Boston Red Sox along with pitcher Rick Wise, for Reggie Smith and Ken Tatum. Carbo had an awkward introduction to his new owner, Thomas Yawkey. As reported by Herb Crehan, “[r]ight after I joined the team I walked into the clubhouse and there was an older gentleman straightening things up. I gave him $20 and asked him to get me a cheeseburger and some french fries. When the clubhouse kid delivered the food, he asked me if I knew who I gave the $20 to I told him I didn’t.” It was Yawkey. Carbo appeared in 117 games in 1974 for a Red Sox squad that enjoyed a seven game lead in late August only to fade to third place at the end, seven games back of the division-winning Orioles. He hit .249 with a dozen round-trippers and 61 RBIs, serving as both an outfielder and designated hitter. After his mediocre 1974 season, Carbo became the first Red Sox player to file for salary arbitration against owner Yawkey and subsequently the first to lose.
During his first season in Boston, Carbo quickly became a favorite of both the fans and the press. His gift of gab made him the Kevin Millar of his time with the media. Scipio Spinks, a former Cardinals teammate, sent Carbo a stuffed gorilla dressed in a Cardinals uniform which Carbo traveled with and named “Mighty Joe Young.”
During the magical 1975 season, Carbo was a key bench contributor for the Red Sox. He appeared in 107 games during the regular season, playing the outfield in 85 games and serving as the DH in 13. Although he hit only .257, he amassed an on-base percentage of .409, drawing 83 walks. (Bill James, in the New Bill James Historical Baseball Abstract, lists Carbo as 19th lifetime on the list of the highest rates of walks per 1,000 plate appearances.) He hit 15 home runs and drove in 50 runs. He had two-homer games in each of the first three months of the season, including a one-man show in the leadoff spot on May 18 when he went 3-for-4, banging out two homers and driving in all four runs in a 4-2 win over the Kansas City Royals at Fenway. On April 27 he homered off Lerrin LaGrow and Tom Walker in a 5-4 loss to the Detroit Tigers. On June 10 he took Ferguson Jenkins deep twice in an 8-3 loss to the Texas Rangers.
While doing the job off the bench, Carbo continued to contribute to his developing reputation for eccentric and sometimes oblivious behavior in Boston. During the June 26 game at Fenway Park, Carbo crashed into the right-field wall while taking a homer away from the Yankees’ Chris Chambliss, in the process dislodging a chaw of tobacco in his mouth. Carbo is reported to have held up the game for 10 minutes while he searched for the missing chaw and then popped the same into his mouth upon discovering it on the warning track.
With Carl Yastrzemski, Fred Lynn, and Dwight Evans manning the outfield, and Juan Beniquez in the DH spot for all three games of the Red Sox’ sweep of the three-time defending champion Oakland A’s, Carbo failed to get up off the bench during the ALCS. His first postseason appearance came in Game Two of the World Series at Fenway Park. Pinch-hitting for Dick Drago, Carbo lined to left field in the ninth inning of a 3-2 loss that knotted the Series at a game apiece.
Carbo was again used in a pinch-hitting role in Game Three at Cincinnati’s Riverfront Stadium and this time he delivered the first of his record-tying two pinch-hit homers in the same World Series. In the seventh inning Carbo hit for Reggie Cleveland. His solo shot narrowed the Reds’ lead to 5-3 and set the stage for Dwight Evans’ game-tying homer in the ninth. The Red Sox lost, 6-5, in 10 innings on a Joe Morgan single scoring Cesar Geronimo. Geronimo had advanced aided by the controversial no-interference call made by plate umpire Larry Barnett on Ed Armbrister.
Game Six was, of course, the game that turned this series into one for the ages. With the Red Sox trailing 6-3 and facing elimination in the bottom of the eighth inning, Fred Lynn singled and took second on a walk to Rico Petrocelli. Right-hander Rawly Eastwick entered the game in relief of Pedro Borbon. Eastwick struck out Dwight Evans and got Rick Burleson to line out to left. Carbo was sent up to hit for Roger Moret. Sparky Anderson, a stickler for playing the percentages, failed to bring in the left-handed Will McEnaney, suspecting that Red Sox manager Darrell Johnson would counter with the right-handed bat of Juan Beniquez. With two strikes on him, Carbo was fooled by what Peter Gammons reported as a “fastball that befuddled Bernardo as if it were the Pythagorean theorem.” Carbo believed that the pitch was a slider, coming in a spot in the count where he expected the fastball. Carbo barely managed to get a piece of the ball, fouling it off in what was later described by Carlton Fisk as possibly “the worst swing in the history of baseball.”
Carbo related to Peter Golenbock what happened next: “I stepped out of the box. I figured, ‘He’s going to be thinking I’m going to be looking slider, so instead I’m going to be looking fastball.’ Eastwick got the fastball up and away, where I was looking. I knew I would be swinging. I wasn’t going to be taking. I knew I would commit myself to where it would be difficult to stop my swing. I got the pitch, and I hit it. When I started running to first base, I didn’t know if the ball was going to go out of the park, because I knew that center field was a long ways. I figured it might be off the wall, and I ran to first and started for second, and I could see Geronimo turn his back, and that’s when I knew the ball was gone. The game was tied.”
“Bernie,” Bill Lee waxed eloquently in Gammons’ book Beyond the Sixth Game, “is the only man I know who turned fall into summer with one wave of his magic wand.”
After striking out in the 10th inning of Game Six, having gone into the field for the first time in the Series, Carbo was awarded a start in left in Game Seven. Hitting in his customary 1975 leadoff position in the batting order, Carbo doubled in the first off Don Gullett. In the third he drew a base on balls and scored the first Red Sox run on a single to right by Yastrzemski in a three-run third, the only runs the Sox would muster in a 4-3 Series clincher for the Reds. In the fourth Carbo grounded out to second. In the sixth he made his final Series appearance as he grounded out to first base and was replaced in the field by Rick Miller in the seventh. Carbo concluded a Series in which he hit .429 (3-for-7 with two big pinch-hit home runs). Carbo’s sixth-game heroic blast was commemorated by the Red Sox at their November 10, 2004, Hall of Fame induction as a memorable moment in Red Sox history.
The 1976 Red Sox got off to a start that was inconsistent with their status as defending American League champions. The team lost 10 in a row from April 29 to May 11. Things got so bad that a practicing witch from Salem named Laurie Cabot appeared at Fenway Park with two goals in mind: getting Carbo out of a slump and stopping the Red Sox’ losing streak. “I unhexed Bernie Carbo’s bat to end a 10-game losing streak,” she said, as reported by Bill Nowlin and Jim Prime in their book Blood Feud. On June 2 the team’s record stood at 19-23. After an 0-for-4 night against the Yankees, Carbo and his.236 average (13-for-55 in 17 games) were traded to the Milwaukee Brewers for pitcher Tom Murphy and outfielder/DH Bobby Darwin. He spent the rest of the 1976 season with the Brewers, hitting .235 over the full season.
Carbo’s former minor-league manager Don Zimmer (Knoxville) took over the Red Sox during the 1976 season and was instrumental in getting Carbo included in a December 6, 1976, trade back to the Red Sox along with former Red Sox fan favorite George Scott in exchange for Cecil Cooper. Carbo became a member of the “Crunch Bunch,” a loaded 1977 Red Sox offensive lineup that hit a then-team-record 213 home runs (the 2003 club is the current record-holder with 238). Five players hit more than 25 homers. Butch Hobson, who hit mostly in the seventh and eighth spots in the lineup, swatted 30. The club hit 33 homers over one 10-game stretch and 16 in three games against the Yankees.
They hit eight homers against Toronto on July 4, setting a Red Sox record for most homers in a game that still stood in 2014 and a major-league-record seven solo shots, and hit five or more homers in a game eight times. Carbo contributed 15 of the team’s then-record total and hit .289 with a .409 OBP in 86 games. Three of his homers came in pinch-hitting roles, further solidifying his reputation in the clutch. One came in the July 4 home-run derby. A two-run pinch-hit homer off the Angels’ Dyar Miller tied up an August 10 game won by the Red Sox. His third pinch-hit homer came at the end of the season against the Orioles. Carbo also homered in consecutive at-bats on June 18 against the Yankees’ Mike Torrez in a 10-4 Red Sox win that is better known for a dugout brawl between Reggie Jackson and Billy Martin broadcast on NBC television.
Carbo’s ability to come in cold off the bench and deliver a key hit, and his ability to do so without thinking too much about the game situation, served him well. Bill Lee, in Peter Golenbock’s Red Sox Nation, shared the following memory: “I remember in the Hall of Fame game at Cooperstown, Bernie was out behind the fence sleeping … during the game because it didn’t mean anything and he was getting some rest. Don Zimmer got really mad at him and tried to show him up. He woke him up and had him bat, figuring he’d do bad. Bernie walked up, hit a home run, ran around the bases, and went back to sleep. Managers hated that.”
Bill Nowlin and Jim Prime, in Tales From the Red Sox Dugout, describe an interview Carbo gave after hitting a grand slam off Mariners lefty Mike Kekich. Upon being asked about the grand slam, he said he had not been aware that the bases had been loaded. When served with a follow-up question asking him the last time he had homered off a left-hander, Carbo thought that the reporters had been playing with him. “Now I know you’re pulling my leg, because he was a right-handed pitcher. Zimmer would never let me hit against a left-hander with the bases loaded,” he declared.
Carbo was a member of an informal fraternity of fun-loving players, called the Buffalo Heads, who annoyed Zimmer, and also included Lee, Rick Wise, Ferguson Jenkins, and Jim Willoughby. The name had arisen from Jenkins’ unflattering nickname for Zimmer. In 1978 Carbo’s recurring pattern of arriving late to the ballpark, behavior often triggered by a slump and the resulting lack of playing time, according to Zimmer, was the reason he was sold to the Cleveland Indians on June 15. Carbo hit .261 in 17 games for Boston in his final 1978 stint in a Red Sox uniform. His sale to the Indians precipitated a one-day walkout by friend Bill Lee. Upon returning the following day, Lee was fined $500 by general manager Haywood Sullivan. Lee’s response? “Fine me fifteen hundred and give me the weekend off.”
Carbo hit .287 in 60 games with the Indians in 1978. On March 10, 1979, he signed as a free agent with the Cardinals, returning to the National League for the balance of his career. He batted .281 in 64 at-bats over 52 games for the Cards in 1979. His major-league career came to a close in 1980, when he played in 14 games with the Cardinals and seven with the Pittsburgh Pirates. Carbo finished his 12-year major-league career with a .264 average and a .387 OBP with 96 homers and 358 RBIs.
After his playing career, Carbo went to cosmetology school and operated a hair salon in Detroit for eight years. However, his longstanding substance-abuse problems led to a downward spiral that got so bad, as he related to Doug Hornig in The Boys of October, that he began to deal as well as consume the controlled substances. He reportedly hit bottom in 1993 after his mother had committed suicide, his father died, and his marriage dissolved. His ex-teammates and fellow Buffalo Heads Lee and Jenkins helped him find the Baseball Assistance Team (BAT), an organization that helps needy former players and was instrumental in getting Carbo into recovery from his addictions. In 1980 he began a baseball school for high school, college, and pro players. He formed the Diamond Club Ministry, in which he traveled around the country speaking to primarily young adults about religion, baseball, and the dangers of substance abuse. He has also served as a substitute teacher. He remarried and has one son from his second marriage and three grown daughters from his first marriage.
Carbo was the field manager of the Pensacola Pelicans of the Independent Central Baseball League from 2003 to 2005. As manager, Carbo’s record was 150-103. In 2006 he left the Pelicans to work full time for Diamond Club Ministry. In 2013 Carbo wrote Saving Bernie Carbo with Dr. Peter Hantzis. The book tells many stories of Carbo’s baseball career, his struggles with alcohol and drug addiction, and the Christianity he found later in life.
A version of this biography appeared in “’75: The Red Sox Team That Saved Baseball” (Rounder Books, 2005; SABR, 2015), edited by Bill Nowlin and Cecilia Tan.
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Carbo started his career with Cincinnati. He had been the Reds’ number-one draft pick in the inaugural 1965 draft, ahead of Johnny Bench. In his 1970 rookie season, Carbo posted career highs in batting average (.310), home runs (21), runs batted in (63), hits (113), on-base percentage (.454), slugging average (.551), OPS (1,005) and games played (125). Carbo was selected Rookie of the Year by The Sporting News, but he slumped in the next two seasons and was sent to the Cardinals. Then, he was traded to Boston in 1973.
The Cardinals sent Carbo and Rick Wise to the Red Sox for Reggie Smith and Ken Tatum. He said of coming to Boston: “When I first met [Red Sox owner] Mr. Yawkey, he was shining shoes in the clubhouse,” said Carbo, “and I went up to him and gave him $20 and told him to get me a cheeseburger and fries.” While playing for the Red Sox, he was a part of the “Buffalo Heads”, with Bill “Spaceman” Lee and Ferguson Jenkins. Carbo would also carry around a giant stuffed gorilla that was named Mighty Joe Young. The gorilla sat next to him in the middle seat on planes. Carl Yastrzemski wanted the gorilla placed on the bat rack in the dugout.
On June 26, 1975, in a game against the Yankees, Carbo made a daring catch at the right-field wall at Fenway Park of a hit by Chris Chambliss, crashing into the wall and losing his chaw of tobacco, then asking the umpires for time so that he could search the outfield for the missing chaw; after holding up the game for nearly 10 minutes, he found it lying on the warning track and put it back in his mouth. The 1975 World Series matched the Red Sox with the heavily-favored Cincinnati Reds, who were looking for their first title since 1940. Boston had also suffered a drought by not winning a Series since 1918. Both clubs battled back and forth, with the Reds winning three of the first five games. Carbo was excited to see some of his old teammates. Carbo would be on the bench, and his former teammates were sympathetic. Clay Carroll inscribed a picture for him and it read “Good luck in the World Series.”. After Game 3, when Carbo hit a home run off him, Carbo said “They told me Carroll was in here and just went crazy, ripping up the picture into little pieces.”
Game 6 was postponed three days because of rain. Carbo did not join his teammates for batting practice at Tufts University because he said he couldn’t find it. He spent the early part of Game 6 working on his Louisville Slugger. “I’m sitting there and I’m whittling this bat, I took a lathe and took all the polish off. It’s nice and smooth. Rick Wise is sitting next to me and says, ‘You know, you can’t use that bat. It doesn’t have an emblem on it.’ So as the game was going I took a magic marker and wrote ‘Louisville Slugger’ on it. That’s how I kept myself amused.”
In Game 6 (October 21), with two outs and two batters on base in the 8th inning, Roger Moret was up at bat. Darrell Johnson told Carbo to get ready.
And I said, “Hey, I’m not going to hit. Juan Beníquez, grab a bat, you’re going to hit. Sparky’s going to go to the lefthander because Sparky goes by the book.” Darrell said, “Well, go up and stand on the on-deck circle.” And they introduced me. So I’m still thinking Sparky will come out and take Rawly Eastwick out and go with Will McEnaney. But the umpire says, “C’mon, you’ve been announced, you’re hitting.”
So I go into the batter’s box. I ain’t ready to hit. Next thing, strike one, strike two, ball one, ball two. Then he threw me a cut fastball, a little slider and I took it right out of Bench’s glove — the ball just dribbled out. I step out and I’m thinking, “Aw man, I almost struck out. I was lucky.”
I hit the next pitch to center field. I rounded first base and I saw César Gerónimo going back. Rounding second, I knew it was gone and I’m yelling to Pete Rose, “Don’t you wish you were this strong?” And Pete is yelling back, “Ain’t this fun, Bernie? This is what the World Series is about. This is fun.”
Johnny Bench said after the game it looked like a Little Leaguer learning how to hit. Pete Rose said it was the worst swing he ever saw. Don Zimmer said he thought it was over. Rico Petrocelli said it looked like a pitcher who hurt his arm, trying to make a comeback as a hitter.
Carbo’s pinch 3-run home run tied the score at 6-all, paving the way for Carlton Fisk‘s legendary game-winning homer in the bottom of the twelfth for a 7-6 Red Sox victory. Carbo’s pinch homer was his second of the Series, tying Chuck Essegian‘s 16-year-old record for most in a World Series. Game 7, watched by an estimated 71 million TV viewers, saw the Reds triumph in the ninth inning on a bloop single by Joe Morgan for a 4-3 win.
Tom Yawkey would pass away in 1976, and Carbo wept. Carbo saw Yawkey as a father figure, because his father didn’t really care about him. Even after his game tying home run in Game 6, he waited all night for a call and did not receive one. New owners Haywood Sullivan and Buddy LeRoux hired a private detective to follow Carbo. They didn’t have to look far for evidence of drug use.
He was eventually sold to the Cleveland Indians in June 1978. This made Bill Lee mad and he called the owners “gutless” and staged a walkout.
His major league career ended in 1980 with the Pittsburgh Pirates. Carbo went on to cosmetology school and opened a hairdressing salon. In 1985, in a federal drug distribution trial, former Cardinal Keith Hernandez said Carbo was the man who introduced him to cocaine in 1980. Carbo subsequently lost his house and his salon because of the bad publicity.
In 1989–90, while playing in a senior league in St. Petersburg, Florida, Carbo hit rock bottom. His mother had committed suicide, his father died two months later, and his family was disintegrating. He was spending $32000 a month on drugs (mostly cocaine).
Dalton Jones, a member of the Red Sox 1967 Impossible Dream team, took one look at Carbo and said, “You need Jesus.” In a 12-year career, Carbo was a .264 hitter with 96 home runs and 358 RBI in 1010 games.
Carbo was the field manager for the Pensacola Pelicans 2003–2005. Carbo compiled a record of 150–103 in his three seasons as the field manager, a winning percentage of .593. He led the Pelicans to the championship series in the independent Southeastern League in 2003, losing to the Baton Rouge RiverBats. Carbo resigned in February 2006, in order to return full-time to Diamond Club Ministry.[3]
On April 1, 2010, in an interview with the Boston Globe, Carbo admitted to doing drugs during the 1975 World Series. He states, “I probably smoked two joints, drank about three or four beers, got to the ballpark, took some [amphetamines], took a pain pill, drank a cup of coffee, chewed some tobacco, had a cigarette, and got up to the plate and hit.” It was not just a one-time binge, however. In the same article, Carbo states, “I played every game high. I was addicted to anything you could possibly be addicted to. I played the outfield sometimes where it looked like the stars were falling from the sky.”
“I threw away my career”, said Carbo. “If I knew Jesus Christ was my savior at 17, I would have been one heck of a ballplayer, a near Hall of Famer. Instead, I wanted to die.” Carbo was out of baseball by age 33.
After retiring, he spent time as a hairdresser. He has since become a born again Christian. In 1993, he founded the evangelical organization “Diamond Club Ministry.” and now spends his time ministering to families and their children through his love for the game. He says he has not used drugs or alcohol in fifteen years.
On November 10, 2004, he was inducted to the Boston Red Sox Hall of Fame.
Weekend with Bernie by Jim Gibbs
Sports Spectrum Summer 2015 Print Issue
May 23, 2015
Bernie Carbo is cutting a camper’s hair and I’m cleaning out my locker. Carbo’s fantasy baseball camp, has ended again this year and, just like every year for the past four years, I’m ready to retire.
In fact, I’ve announced my retirement from Bernie Carbo’s Baseball Fantasy Camp more times than Brett Farve announced his retirement from football. And, today, as I clean out my locker, my right arm feels as if it’s about to fall off, my legs and feet hurt and my lower back is in a knot. As I slowly head to the shower, I’m walking like Fred Sanford. “Get ready Elizabeth, I’m coming to join you.”
But next March, Lord willing, I’ll be back, paying my $350 just like all the other guys who have been coming for years; some have attended every year that Carbo’s 20-year old camp has been open for business.
I ask Jeff Howell, a computer science professional from Cleveland, Ohio, why he does it. Every year for most of those 20 years, just like clockwork, Howell makes the annual pilgrimage to Mobile, Ala., to attend Carbo’s camp. He and his cousin, Brian Janeway, a pilot from Kentucky, are two of the camp’s regulars.
“It gets better every year,” Howell says. “Bernie is one of the greatest guys in the world and we love being part of his ministry.”
It’s not a baseball camp, Carbo likes to say, it’s a Jesus camp. Sure, there’s a lot of baseball to be played—a Friday afternoon game, two or three games on Saturday (depending how beat up the campers are) and then, if we’re able, two more games on Sunday. But more than anything else, it’s a way for Carbo to raise money for his true passion—telling others about the saving power of Jesus Christ.
“If God can save me, He can save anybody,” Carbo often says. “People tell me that they are too messed up for God to save. Well, they never knew the old Bernie Carbo. He was not a very nice person.”
The unsaved Bernie Carbo beat up a former Reds general manager. He took a baseball bat to a teammate that was always trying to put him in a headlock. He’s used every illegal drug he could find in the 1970s and, even when he hit the greatest pinch-hit home run in history—a three-run shot that tied Game 6 of the 1975 World Series and set the stage for Carlton Fisk’s dramatic home run in the 12th inning—he was high on a bizarre combination of beer, uppers, marijuana and whatever else he could put in his system.
That home run that Carbo hit 40 years ago has given him a unique platform for ministry today. In Boston, or anywhere in New England for that matter, Carbo’s name is still synonymous with magic.
He uses that fame to reach others through Diamond Club Ministries, which he began in 1993 to minister to families through his love of baseball.
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I’m up to bat now and Carbo is pitching.
Like Babe Ruth, I make a big show of pointing to the centerfield wall, calling my shot.
“Be on time for camp tomorrow, Jimmy,” Carbo admonishes from the mound.
“Just worry about trying to get one by me,” I tell the 67-year-old Carbo, laughing.
I drill the next pitch up the middle for one of the few hits I get at the camp and, as I stand on first base, I rub it in.
“Take that Carbo!” I shout and we’re all laughing.
Last year, when I made a routine catch when a ball was hit to right field, Carbo stopped the game, autographed the baseball and gave it to me.
“We’ll have it bronzed for you later, Jimmy,” he said in mock seriousness. “That was a miracle. I didn’t think you’d ever make a catch like that.”
Between games of the Saturday doubleheader, Carbo likes to have what he calls a “Sermon on the Mound.” On Saturday, the day of the doubleheader, a convicted murderer takes the mound. He’s not there to pitch but, rather, he’s there to share how Christ has changed his life.
“I shot a guy and killed him when a drug deal went bad,” said Adrian Young, 39, who is now a pressman at a local newspaper in Mobile, Ala.
“I spent eight years and seven months in prison, and I didn’t think I would ever get out. But, through the grace of God, the power of Christ changed my life. I’ve paid my debt to society and now I want to tell others what Christ has done for me.”
Young had met Carbo at a transition house, a place where prisoners learn a trade or skill that they can use after they have served their time.
“Bernie is an encourager,” Young says. “He always makes you feel good about yourself and what you’re doing. Look at me. I’m a convicted murderer. I got life in prison and, really, I should still be in prison today. But God gave me a second chance. And the fact that Bernie even lets me share my testimony with you guys is a great encouragement to me in and of itself.”
After the second game of the Saturday double header, it’s time to get back to the hotel, change into some dress clothes and get ready for Saturday night’s banquet.
Bernie brings a young man in to give his testimony. Carbo had met him at a local restaurant, led him to Christ, and now Carbo has him sharing his faith with the campers. The young man is unpolished, awkward, yet sincere. As he speaks, you get the idea that this is more for the young man than it is for the campers.
Carbo is all about reclamation projects and, like a good baseball scout, Carbo is always on the lookout for guys who seem to have a natural talent for preaching. Then, he gives them a platform and encourages them.
In past years, Carbo has had barbeque at his banquet. This year, it’s hamburgers.
And, after a hamburger supper, it’s time for the auction.
Carbo, who still has all kinds of ties with ex-teammates and other major leaguers, has a lot of items to auction off.
A Don Larson autographed baseball. Autographed photos from stars from the 1975 World Series. An autographed Bobby Thomson photo.
All of these collectibles are auctioned off and the proceeds are used for Bernie’s annual trip to the East Coast, where he’s still a folk hero in the Boston area.
“Who knew that a home run I hit 40 years ago would give me a platform to share the Gospel of Christ with people today?” Carbo often says. “Every day, I’m just amazed at how God works.”
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Sunday, we arrive at the park for a chapel service inside the clubhouse and guys open up about needs in their life.
“Can you pray for me and my wife?” says one camper. “I love my wife but there are days when I don’t like her very much.”
Other campers can relate. More guys share some of the problems they face in daily life, struggles and challenges that they will go back to when this fantasy camp has ended. Some have lost jobs, some are battling private addictions, some are wondering what God wants to do in their lives. Some, like me, are so sore and achy that they wonder how they are going to take the field another day.
I felt like I had the flu. Every muscle and bone in my body ached. Baseball seems like an easy sport to play when you watch others playing it, especially on TV. But when you haven’t done it in a while, and then suddenly do a lot of it, your body can take a beating.
I was your classic “good field-no hit” player in high school and college. And, as the years pass, my memories of my playing abilities as a teenager and into my early 20s just keep getting better. I could have been a contender, I tell myself. I could have played in The Show.
But, at 52, I no longer have any illusions of playing in the big leagues. In fact, I’m doing good just to be out here at Camp Carbo, trying not to embarrass myself or, worse, get myself killed.
As I’m roaming the outfield during one of the games, I’m reminded of the time a baseball bounced off Jose Canseco’s head while he was playing outfield for the Texas Rangers in the late 1990s.
While I’m thinking of this ESPN SportsCenter moment, a ball is hit to me in right field. I get to it, then pull up, just short of making the play, and the ball falls in front of me.
Carbo stops the game.
“TIME OUT!” Carbo yells. “Jimmy get in here!”
Carbo, who was pitching, jogs out toward first base and, meeting me at the first base bag, asks to see my glove.
“Let’s see that glove,” he says, inspecting it like it was used in a jewelry heist. “You see, Jimmy, this is a baseball glove. You’re supposed to catch baseballs with this thing.”
He laughs, then slaps me on the back.
And he’s still laughing a few innings later when the game is over and he calls us all into the infield, where we hear from a camper who shares his testimony about having two heart attacks and almost losing his life before God chose to save him.
There are a few more testimonies, a prayer and, just like that, the Bernie Carbo Fantasy Camp for 2015 has ended.
Carbo is cutting a camper’s hair, I’m in pain and, although I promise myself that this will be my last camp, I’m sure I’ll be back again next year, Lord willing. My dream of making the majors has long since passed, but for at least three days every March I can at least pretend I’ve finally made it to The Show.
By Jim Gibbs
Jim Gibbs is a freelance writer from Dallas. He can be reached at gibbsjim@gmail.com. For more information on Bernie Carbo’s Camp, go to www.berniecarbo.com. This feature was published in Sports Spectrum’s Summer 2015 print issue. Log in HERE to view the issue. Not a subscriber? Subscribe HERE to receive eight issues of Sports Spectrum a year.