Carl Yastrzemski visits SF Giants, leaves Bob Melvin speechless

BOSTON — There are not many figures in baseball that take the breath away from Bob Melvin, a 40-year veteran of the game who has seen it all and can consider most anyone from the modern era a peer, having shared the field with them in some capacity, either as a player or a manager, on his side or against them.

Then, a couple hours before the first pitch of their series finale against the Red Sox on Thursday, one of them walked into his office.

It was Carl Yastrzemski, the first-ballot Hall of Famer, 3,000-hit club member, 18-time All-Star — and grandfather of the Giants’ right fielder, Mike Yastrzemski.

“I really didn’t have much to say,” Melvin said from his perch in the third-base dugout a little while later, “because I was in awe.”

The eldest living member of the Yastrzemski clan, 84, doesn’t make many visits anymore to Fenway Park, the stadium he called home for 23 seasons, from 1961 to 1983, where he collected 1,822 of his 3,419 career hits, the ninth-most all-time. Even as a player, he preferred to stay out of the spotlight.

But this week provided a special occasion: only the second time in his grandson’s career that Mike would toe the same turf at the 112-year-old ballpark. The last time the Yastrzemski lineage returned to the 112-year-old ballpark, Mike was only a rookie; he caught a ceremonial first pitch from Carl.

Now in his fifth season — and a father of two, himself — the active Yastrzemski was at his locker in the cramped quarters the visitors call a clubhouse when a Red Sox staffer approached him at about 10:45 a.m. local time. A special visitor was en route, about 15 minutes away. Would Mike prefer to host him in the clubhouse or the batting cages?

“I was hoping he would come out here,” Melvin said.

Even the manager pesters his right fielder for stories of his famous grandfather, he admitted.

When it came time to ask the old man himself, Melvin was at a loss for words.

“I just asked him how he’s doing, what are his thoughts on the team,” he said. “Stuff like that.”

The visit was a rare occurrence and didn’t last long.

Escorted by a team staffer, Carl Yastrzemski shuffled into clubhouse without fanfare. Hunched over, he made the short walk across the room to the office of the clubhouse manager, where he holed up with his grandson and a few club employees for maybe 5 minutes — still longer than Mike Yastrzemski expected.

Then the living legend made his way to Melvin’s quarters.

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