As far as I’ve been convinced, the 1970s of Mark Fidryrch and Dock Ellis and Luis Tiant and Al Hrabosky (all pitchers, hmmm) were the last great era of baseball eccentricity. (See my friend Dan Epstein’s wonderfully funky Big Hair, Plastic Grass for in-depth knowledge.) Not counting a brief return for the Wild Thing/John Kruk Phillies in ’93, I pretty much stopped following my childhood obsession by mid-decade. My younger sister Emily gifted me with a MLB.tv subscription a couple years ago, and I tried — liked the return of facial hair — but could never really get that into it. My loss, I’m sure, in many cases. But I did find time to interview one of my favorite diamond weirdos for the Village Voice‘s (then consistently entertaining and off-kilter) sports section in 1987. 33 years later Bill Lee is apparently still alive on this planet and 73. If anybody ever makes a Spaceman playlist in his honor, I really hope they start with the Holy Modal Rounders.