Card Corner: 1972 Topps: Jim Rolandby Bruce Markusen
August 10, 2012
More than any other 1972 card, this one takes me back to my first summer at Badger Camp.
Located in Westchester County, Badger Camp is a summer camp for boys and girls that features an amazing array of activities, from archery to diving to judo to yoga to swimming to softball. Beginning in the summer of 1972, my parents sent me to that camp every year through 1977. I often resisted going to the camp (my stated preference was to play on my own in my neighborhood), but my parents would have none of it. Of course, they were right.
It was at Badger Camp where I really honed my interest in baseball. My father had already groomed me to be a fan of the game; it was the sport that he loved first and foremost, and he taught me to value it above all other sports. But at Badger Camp, I learned even more about the game.
Each of our assigned groups was named after a major league team, so one year I was part of the “Braves” and another year I became part of the Yankees. Many of my friends there were baseball fans, as were the counselors who kept us in line. Baseball ran first and foremost at the camp; if you couldn’t talk baseball, you couldn’t keep up with the latest conversations.
Some of our talks centered on important and serious events, like Hank Aaron’s chase of the home run record, or Frank Robinson becoming the first black manager, or Danny Frisella dying in a dune buggy accident.
And then there were trivial items. I can remember debating with one of the counselors the merits of obscure players like Maximino Leon, who was briefly a relief ace for the real Atlanta Braves. One of the counselors told me that he felt sorry for Leon, who was the fireman for a bad team. Who would want to be a fireman for a second-division ballclub, considering that there are very few opportunities to save games? Man, we learning about baseball at an early age.
Some of the kids in the camp were even more rabid fans than me. One kid claimed that every week he memorized the batting average of every player from the Sunday newspaper. We tested him once by asking what Marty Perez, a utility infielder and part-time shortstop, was batting as of that Sunday. Sure enough, the kid nailed Perez’ batting average on the nose. Not Tony Perez, but Marty Perez! Amazing!
It was one of the high-numbered cards (No. 464) issued by Topps, so it must have come out in July or August, late in the summer. I thought it was cool that Roland was wearing his windbreaker under his Oakland vest.
Besides, it looked Roland was having a blast, laughing loudly and mugging wildly for the Topps cameraman. Even though it was a posed shot taken on the sidelines, it was an unusual and fun card, the way that baseball cards should be.
Based on this card, Roland appeared to enjoy himself in the major leagues. He began his career in the Twins’ organization, where he emerged as a heralded prospect.
Roland had a good, crisp fastball that he threw in the low nineties, along with a hammerhead overhand curve. That arsenal allowed him to put together his highlight moment as a Twin.
It came on May 19, 1964, against the Yankees. Roland pitched 12 innings in stopping the Bombers, 7-2, at Yankee Stadium. He faced a total of 50 batters, kept Mantle and Maris in check, and scattered eight hits over a dozen innings of work.
Yet, long-term success eluded him. “He had good stuff,” the late Twins’ beat reporter, Bob Fowler, told me in a 1990s interview. “He was just one of those guys who for some reason, never put it all together. Of him, we could say this about a zillion other players, you know, 'He never reached his full potential for whatever reason.' Good stuff. But just for some reason it just didn’t click.”
Although Roland had two plus pitches, he struggled with his control. (In another one of his best performances, he shut out the White Sox on only three hits but issued a grand total of nine walks.) A minor league starter in Minnesota‘s organization, Roland was also affected by pitching for a deep Twins staff.
With so much good starting pitching, thanks to people like Jim Kaat, Mudcat Grant, Camilo Pascual, and Jim Perry, the Twins moved Roland to the bullpen. That’s where he pitched, mostly in middle and long relief, for the better part of his Twins tenure.
As a member of the Twins in 1967, Roland became part of a baseball oddity that was more coincidental than it was remarkable. He was one of six pitchers named Jim to land on the Twins’ Opening Day roster, setting some sort of unofficial baseball record. The other Jims were the aforementioned Kaat, Grant, and Perry, veteran left-hander Jim Merritt, and an obscure southpaw named Jim Ollom.
After reporting to spring training in 1969, Roland received a reprieve when he was traded to Oakland, a young up-and-coming team that needed some depth to its pitching staff. The A’s gave him a career-high 39 appearances; Roland responded by assembling his best season, as he compiled a 2.19 ERA while winning five of six decisions in long relief.
Roland continued to pitch effectively in 1970, though a late-season stint on the disabled list limited his appearances to 28. Unfortunately, Roland developed a nerve problem in his pitching arm. The problem grew progressively worse, further limiting his ability to pitch.
Although Roland looks to be in good spirits on his 1972 Topps card, it would turn out to be a tough season. He would make only two appearances for the ‘72 A’s before being sold to the Yankees in late April. The Yankees called on him 16 times, but the nerve problem continued to make him ineffective. On August 30, the Yankees traded him to the Rangers for veteran right-hander Casey Cox. Roland struggled in five appearances before the season came to an end.
At 29, Roland was done. He would never pitch in another professional game, either major league or minor league, ever again.
Unable to continue pitching because of his arm trouble, Roland found success in another calling. He turned to the field of sporting goods, where his positive personality enabled him to become an effective salesman and sales consultant. He also shared his baseball expertise with coaches and young athletes in his native North Carolina. He pursued these interests with zeal until retiring in January of 2010.
Sadly, Roland’s retirement was forced by a yearlong struggle with cancer, which claimed his life two months later at the age of 67.
Nationwide, fans remembered Roland for his willingness to fulfill autograph requests, which he faithfully sent through the mail. Friends and fans in his home of Shelby, NC, remembered Roland for his general compassion and generosity, traits that he continued to exhibit during those last few months as he battled cancer. Somehow, in looking at his Topps card, I am not surprised that he was that kind of man.
Though I never had the chance to meet him, I am grateful to Jim Roland, too. Thanks to his 1972 baseball card, I have another good memory from Badger Camp, when I truly became a fan of the game.
Bruce Markusen is the author of seven books on baseball, including the award-winning A Baseball Dynasty: Charlie Finley’s Swingin’ A’s, the recipient of the Seymour Medal from the Society for American Baseball Research. He has also written The Team That Changed Baseball: Roberto Clemente and the 1971 Pittsburgh Pirates, Tales From The Mets Dugout, and The Orlando Cepeda Story.