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    Cards coach Kissell injured in crash
    ASSOCIATED PRESS
    Tuesday, Oct. 07 2008
    PINELLAS PARK, Fla. (AP) -- Longtime St. Louis Cardinals official George
    Kissell is in critical condition after being injured in a traffic accident in
    west Florida.

    Pinellas Park police say Kissell was a passenger in a 2002 Chevrolet on
    Monday night when the driver apparently ran a red light and collided with
    another vehicle.

    The 88-year-old Kissell was transported to the hospital with
    life-threatening injuries. He was moved to a Tampa hospital Tuesday morning and
    was listed in critical condition.

    Kissell has been with the Cardinals organization since 1940. He served as a
    major league coach from 1969 to 1975 and is currently a senior field
    coordinator for player development with the team.

  • #2
    Terrible news. How many All Stars has he taught through the years?
    I like cheese.

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    • #3
      Ex-Cardinals Coach Kissell Injured In Pinellas Park Crash


      By STEPHEN THOMPSON | The Tampa Tribune
      Published: October 7, 2008
      PINELLAS PARK - Former St. Louis Cardinals coach George Kissell is in critical condition after a crash Monday at 110th Avenue and U.S. 19, police say.
      The crash occurred when Kissell's daughter, Karolyn Kidwell, 58, went through a red light at 110th Avenue, according to the Pinellas Park Police Department. She has not been charged or given a traffic citation.
      The crash investigation had not been completed.
      Kissell, 88, who lives in the Mainlands subdivision of Pinellas Park, was in critical condition at Tampa General Hospital, Capt. Sanfield Forseth said.
      Kidwell, Kissell and his wife, Virginia, were in a 2002 Chevrolet sedan, heading west on 110th Avenue, when the car went through a red light and was struck by a car going north on U.S. 19, Forseth said.
      The car driven by Stacy Lehart, 27, was going 40 to 45 mph, Forseth said.
      George Kissell was sitting on the side of the car that was struck, Forseth said, and he had to be extricated from the wreckage.
      Kidwell was taken to Bayfront Medical Center but was not admitted, Forseth said. Lehart was injured but not transported to a hospital, he said.
      Virginia Kissell's condition was not known.
      Kissell was the Cardinals' coach from 1969 to 1975 and finished his career in 2004 as a bench coach for St. Louis manager Tony La Russa.
      Reporter Stephen Thompson can be reached at (727) 451-2336 or [email protected].



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      I was just about to post this. I hope he can get better soon.
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      • #4
        He has taught many a ballplayer how to play baseball the Cardinal Way.

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        • #5
          fuck.

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          • #6
            pull through coach

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            • #7


              "We'll rally around George Kissell, and we'll play good baseball!"

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              • #8
                Aww, man. He didn't make it. RIP

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                • #9
                  Beat me too it Elvis.

                  RIP Mr. Kissell.
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                  • #10
                    Originally posted by StlCardz1982 View Post
                    Beat me too it Elvis.

                    RIP Mr. Kissell.
                    Yeah, I was over at the Sandbox and saw it.
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                    • #11
                      oh man. Rest in Peace, Cardinal Man.
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                      • #12
                        How very, very sad...RIP :^(
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                        • #13
                          Sad to hear...

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                          • #14
                            Too bad. A true Cardinal.

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                            • #15
                              Found this gem on Google....


                              The Professor


                              By Mike Wilson
                              Editor's note: This article about George Kissell '42 originally appeared on the front page of the March 16, 1997 St. Petersburg Times. It is excerpted here with permission.
                              All photos St. Petersburg Times
                              He is the Game. He is bending your knees to bunt the low pitch. He is knowing what to do when you're leading off second and the ball is hit to shortstop or third with less than two out.
                              The ballplayers stretching in the green velvet outfield this morning at Al Lang Stadium are not the Game. They are the Show, which is different. The Show --- since this is spring and we are talking about the St. Louis Cardinals --- is Ol' Diz and Stan the Man. It is Lefty and McCarver, Gibson and Brock. It is the White Rat and the Wizard of Oz. Now it is Jordan and Gant and someone called the Eck.
                              The Show changes. The Game is eternal, a long, arcing toss across time.
                              The Game is a big-eared, bowlegged man in red shoes and bifocals. He believes it is a blessing to be in this cathedral of leather and clay, and so should you.
                              John Mabry is the Cardinals' first baseman. This was what he thought when he met George Kissell: That man is baseball.
                              George Kissell's 57-year Cardinals career spans most of the modern era, from tiny mitts to big rawhide handbaskets, from clackety trains to roaring jets, from subsistence pay to multimillion-dollar contracts --- though not, alas, for him. Kissell has never been paid more than $55,000 in a year.
                              You might say that Kissell has forgotten more baseball than a lot of people ever knew, except he hasn't forgotten anything. Joe Torre, manager of the 1996 world champion New York Yankees, was a student of Kissell's in St. Louis. Torre --- who roomed with Steve Carlton, caught the fastballs of Bob Gibson and Warren Spahn, and batted in a lineup with Hank Aaron --- says of his former teacher, "I learned more baseball from George Kissell than from anyone else in my life."
                              Like a lot of baseball people, Kissell has no real hometown; he is at home only within the widening embrace of the foul lines. But if one place has been a constant in his life, it is St. Petersburg.
                              He first attended spring training here in 1946 and has returned every year since. He has run the Cardinals' winter instructional camp in St. Petersburg since 1958. In 1969 he and his wife, Ginny, bought a place in a St. Petersburg mobile home park called Mobel Americana.
                              The Cardinals, who first trained here in 1938, are holding their last spring camp in the city. Next year the club will move to a new baseball complex across the state in Jupiter, and the expansion Devil Rays will take their place.
                              When you ask Kissell if he's going to tag along with the Cardinals, he says such things as, "At my age . . ." and "Sometimes I wonder," and "Maybe they're tired of looking at me." He sounds like a man who is going to hang 'em up.
                              Maybe he will. But the beauty and mystery of the Game, one of the reasons we love it, is that you never know how things will turn out.
                              Besides, Ginny Kissell says, George has been threatening to retire every year since he was 63. He'll be 77 in September.
                              Kissell (rhymes with "whistle") never played in the majors, but he has held just about every on-the-field job in baseball. The word that describes him best is teacher. Just this morning at Al Lang, Kissell told one of the young Cardinals, "Today we're going to play Albert baseball."
                              "Albert?"
                              "Einstein," Kissell says, pointing at his head. "Smart baseball."
                              Now he is in an indoor batting cage at the Cardinal Complex in St. Petersburg. He wears his cap so far back that the bill points toward the ceiling.
                              Next to Kissell is a sunflower-seed bucket full of baseballs. One by one he feeds the balls into a pitching machine. Andy Van Slyke, the veteran outfielder, lays down bunt after perfect bunt.
                              Van Slyke doesn't need bunting lessons anymore. He got all the instruction he needed 15 years ago, when he studied under Kissell at the Cardinals' winter camp.
                              "If there were a constitution written for the game of baseball, this man would write it," he says, nodding toward Kissell.
                              Another player sees a reporter talking to the coach and yells, "Listen to what that man says." The players call Kissell "the professor."
                              George Kissell and his father were working on the family farm in Evans Mills, New York, in the summer of 1940 when the letter from the Cardinals arrived.
                              Could George come to Rochester for a tryout camp? It was raining, and the Kissells couldn't hay the field until it dried out. So they got into the 1936 Ford and went for a ride that lasted the rest of George's life.
                              The tryout was a cattle call: Kissell wore the number 385 on a piece of paper clipped to the back of his shirt. The coaches put him at shortstop and put five balls in the hole, all of which he backhanded and boomeranged to first.
                              The next day the scout asked him how much money he had spent to come to the tryout. Kissell added up the cost of gas, a hotel room for the night, a couple of meals, and came up with a figure: $19.80.
                              "Here's $20," the scout said, handing over an Andrew Jackson. "You got a 20 cent bonus."
                              The next summer Kissell played shortstop for the Cardinals' minor-league team in Hamilton, Ontario, and batted .351. He earned $75 a week. After the season Branch Rickey, the club's general manager, mailed him a contract for $125 a month. Kissell called Rickey.
                              "I want $150 a month," he said.
                              Rickey said, "You like milking cows?"
                              "No."
                              "Then you'd better sign for a hundred and a quarter."
                              Kissell signed. He went to Mobile, Alabama, that summer and hit .310.
                              He might have made it to the majors if Uncle Sam had not come along.
                              Kissell spent almost four years in the navy, most of it in Guadalcanal. He was among the Allied forces preparing to invade Japan when Harry Truman dropped the bomb.
                              For the first few years after the war, Kissell bounced around the Cardinals organization as a minor --- league player and manager. It was a good life, but not a sheltered one. In 1950, when he managed a minor-league team in Winston-Salem, North Carolina, Kissell often made dinner for one of his pitchers --- a black man --- because he could not get a meal anywhere else in town.
                              Summers, Kissell saw North America through the window of a bus. Lawrence, Massachusetts. Hamilton, Ontario. Omaha. Columbus, Georgia. In 1955 he reluctantly quit playing to become a full-time manager. The trip continued: Lynchburg, Virginia. Peoria. Brunswick, Georgia. In the late '60s and early '70s, he coached third base for the big-league team.
                              For the past "million years," Kissell says, he has been a traveling minor-league instructor. When spring training breaks up and the Cardinals head north, Kissell rents a car (usually a Ford Taurus, because of the trunk space) and drives from state to state, ballpark to ballpark, teaching young men to bunt and hit and field. His wife goes with him.
                              General manager Branch Rickey once wrote a scouting report on Kissell. It was included in Branch Rickey's Little Blue Book: Wit and Strategy from Baseball's Last Wise Man:
                              "This fellow, George Kissell, is a doubtless good manager and all that. But he is also a darn good employee. He looks after details. He is a 'cleaner-upper.' First man out, last man in," Rickey wrote. "Impresses me as having a sense of responsibility for anything and everything. . . . I would hire him in any camp."
                              Joe Torre, a catcher early in his career, moved to third base in 1971. George Kissell, then a coach with the big-league club, taught him the position that spring.
                              Kissell walked Torre into the outfield at Al Lang Field and told him to stand eight feet from the outfield wall, facing it. Then Kissell stood behind him and threw baseballs at the wall. Torre had to react as the balls ricocheted back at him, just as a third baseman must do when one is whacked his way.
                              Then Kissell escorted Torre into the infield and showed him how to field a slow-rolling ball. You just pick it up, right? You do not. You place your left foot next to the ball and grab the ball with your right hand. If you put your right foot forward, it's a longer reach.
                              "A lot of people can play the game, but not as many people can teach the game," Torre says. "And George, to me, was the ultimate. Is the ultimate."
                              Torre just published his autobiography, Chasing the Dream. It is in the book that he calls Kissell the best teacher he ever had.
                              Torre tells a story about something that Kissell often says to him. "Who wrote the book, Joe?" Kissell will say. Torre knows the answer: "Nobody, George. Nobody wrote the book."
                              "That was George's way of reminding me that I could make any move I wanted as manager as long as I had the right reasons for it --- whether it was unpopular or unorthodox," Torre wrote. The Yankee manager notes that he made a lot of unconventional moves in the 1996 World Series --- and won it.
                              Kissell, it would seem, wrote the book on not writing the book.
                              St. Louis has just beaten the Cleveland Indians, 4-1. Outside Al Lang Stadium, red-clad fans wait for the Cardinals to come out of the clubhouse. Nobody on the team can get to the parking lot without crossing this red Rubicon.
                              An old man emerges from the cool hollow of the stadium. The crowd inspects him as he strides past, trailing the history of the game behind him. No one says a word to him. Soon he is gone, and the fans turn back toward the stadium, clutching their baseballs and hoping that someone important will come along.
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