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C A P TA I N
THE JOURNEY OF
DEREK JETER
IAN O’CONNOR
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The Journey of
Derek Jeter
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CONTENTS
Introduction ix
Epilogue 364
Acknowledgments 379
A Note on the Author’s Interviews and Sources 382
Bibliography 388
Index 390
Introduction
The crew chief ’s first instinct was to believe Jeter’s version of the
truth. “It would make his actions seem appropriate if that’s what he
was told,” Hirschbeck said.
Yes, that was Derek Jeter in a nutshell: even an umpire would deem
his inappropriate actions appropriate.
Months later, at a banquet announcing his son as Sports Illus-
trated ’s 2009 Sportsman of the Year, Charles Jeter spoke for his wife,
Dot, when he told the crowd, “One of the things that’s really special
for us is the fact that sometimes when we’re traveling, people might
come up to us and they often say, ‘You know, I’m not a Yankee fan. But
you know something? Your son has class and plays hard and we really
respect what he’s all about.’ ”
In the end, this is why millions of young ballplayers around America
ask their coaches to assign them jersey number 2. Jeter does not em-
barrass the umpires or his coaches or his teammates or himself. His
common acts of decency have made him the most respected and be-
loved figure in the game.
Funny, but Jeter never hit 25 home runs in a season. He never won
a batting title. Never won a Most Valuable Player award.
But Jeter did win championships and a place in any debate over the
greatest all-around shortstop of all time. He also won the title of pa-
tron saint of clean players in an era defined by performance-enhancing
drugs.
When I told him in the spring of 2009 that I would be writing a
book about his career, Jeter immediately replied, “My career’s not
over.” I explained my goal — to author a defining work on his time with
the Yankees as he was about to become the first member of the world’s
most famous ball team to collect 3,000 hits.
Jeter decided against making major contributions to this book, in
part because he did not want fans to think he was basking in his own
glory while there were still grounders to run out and titles to win. He
had other reasons, I’m sure, but Jeter did agree to take some questions
from me at his locker during the 2009 season.
For the record, this is my book, not his. It is a book shaped by more
than two hundred interviews I conducted with Jeter’s teammates,
friends, coaches, opponents, associates, employers, teachers, admir-
xii ◆ introduction
raised Sonny along with twelve children of their own, sparing him a
teenager’s life as a ward of the state.
Tiedemann was a worthy role model for Sonny. He had left school in
the sixth grade to work in a Jersey City foundry and help his widowed
mother pay the bills. At thirteen, Tiedemann already was operating a
small electrical business of his own.
In the wake of the Great Depression he landed a job inside St. Mi-
chael’s Church, where Tiedemann did everything for Monsignor LeRoy
McWilliams, even built him a parish gym. When Msgr. McWilliams
did not have the money to cover the scaffolding needed to paint St. Mi-
chael’s, Tiedemann invented a jeep-mounted boom that could elevate
a man to the highest reaches of the ceiling. He ultimately got into the
business of painting and decorating church walls.
Around the same time, in the mid-fifties, Tiedemann was overseeing
work on a 2.7-acre Greenwood Lake, New York, lot he had purchased
for $15,000. His main objective was the restoration of a German-style
castle that had been gutted by fire more than a decade earlier.
Tiedemann’s labor force amounted to his eleven sons, includ-
ing his ace plumber, roofer, carpenter, and electrician from St. Mi-
chael’s — Sonny Connors.
“Sonny was a Tiedemann,” said one of the patriarch’s own, George.
“We all counted him as one of our brothers.”
And every weekend, year after year after year, this band of Jersey
City brothers gathered to breathe new life into the dark slate-tiled cas-
tle, an Old World hideaway originally built by a New York City dentist
in 1903. The Tiedemann boys started by digging out the ashes and
removing the trees that had grown inside the structure.
They did this for their father, the self-made man the old St. Michael’s
pastor liked to call “the Michelangelo of the tool chest.” The castle was
John Tiedemann’s dream house, and the boys helped him build ad-
ditional homes on the property so some of his thirteen children and
fifty-four grandchildren could live there.
“We weren’t a huggy, kissy type of family,” George said. “We weren’t
the Waltons. But the love was there, and it didn’t have to manifest itself
more than it did.”
John Tiedemann was a tough and simple man who liked to fish,
watch boxing, and move the earth with his callused hands. Long before
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