Roberto Alomar reaches for his phone, punches a button, and passes it over without comment. Playing is a message that he has carefully saved – and it is not the call from the Baseball Hall of Fame last January, telling him about his appointment in Cooperstown.
Rather, it is a recording of an old friend.
“Robbie, it’s John Hirschbeck. I can’t tell you how happy I am for you. It’s so well deserved. ... You should have got it the first time. Now you’ve got it. That part’s over. You’re in the Hall of Fame, dude. That’s unbelievable. Congratulations to you. ... When you talk to your father and your brother and your mom, please tell those guys I said hello and tell them how happy I am for you. Call me when you get a chance.”
The message finishes.