I've been working on revising the book for the upcoming 5th edition (which will be out on Opening Day). Thought I'd share a few of these EveryCubEver entries with you while I worked...
Bill Faul 1940--2002 (Cubs
1965-1966)
Some players are known as characters. Some are known as eccentrics. Still
others seem to have come from another planet. Bill Faul was one of those guys…and he wasn’t even a lefty…or a
Californian. Faul pitched for the Cubs in 1965 and 1966. It’s safe to say that
he had a quirk or two. He claimed that he could hypnotize himself before games.
He had been a Karate instructor in the Air Force, and his hands and feet were
both considered registered weapons. He talked to his arm. He allegedly
swallowed live toads (to get “extra hop” on his fastball) and ripped the heads
off parakeets with his teeth. He once held a guy off a fourth floor balcony by
his shoes. Faul also insisted on wearing #13. But
as wild and unpredictable as Faul was, he was cool as a cucumber on the field.
He had to be awakened in the clubhouse only thirty minutes before his first
major league start. Faul shook out the cobwebs, grabbed the ball, warmed up,
and pitched a three-hitter. Faul always seemed to be in the middle of the excitement.
He was one of only a handful of pitchers to be involved in fielding a triple
play, and one of only two major league pitchers in history to have three triple
plays in one season while he was on the mound. Unfortunately
for Faul, the league figured him out in 1966. When his ERA climbed over five,
he was sent down to the minors and never returned to the Cubs. He kicked around
the minor leagues for a few seasons before turning up for a cup of coffee with
the Giants in 1970. Bill Faul died in 2002, at the age of 62.
Historical
note: On the day Bob Dylan went electric and stunned the audience at the
Newport Folk Festival (1965), Faul was on the mound for the Cubs, three-hitting
the Pirates.
