All over the Detroit papers today, Denny McLain - the last pitcher to win 30, in 1968 (on my 17th birthday, BTW) - is out of prison. Adored father died young; unbelievable pitching skills; jerk to his teammates, but unbelievably great pitcher for too few years; Las Vegas star playing the organ; drug runner who was popped and served time; radio superstar, and damned good at it; ripped off Farmer Peet packing, including destroying the pensions of so many long-time employees. Wife divorced him - two weeks ago, they remarried! Daughter killed in traffic accident; he has never recovered from that fully. Any screenwriters out there? My God, what a story. He ruined peoples' lives. Yet, he also ruined his own, and yet, his long time ex remarried him, and yet, here he comes again, and yet - wow, what a story. Check this out!
By Jerry Green / The Detroit News
John T. Greilick / The Detroit News
GROSSE POINTE -- Denny McLain is free.
No more lonely and mind-numbing days in prison.
But McLain isn't as free as he'd like to be. The mistrust still lingers. And the talk of his criminal past.
"No one is sorrier for what happened than I am," McLain, 59, said Monday in his first interview since his release from a halfway house earlier this month.
"Nobody. And whatever it was, I did the time. I paid a helluva price for whatever this was. That's probably going to be good enough for some people. Maybe not good enough for all of the people."
http://www.detnews.com/2003/metro/0310/28/a01-309945.htm